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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thom Yorke
Thom Yorke
Vocals
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thom Yorke
Thom Yorke
Songwriter
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Graeme Stewart
Graeme Stewart
Engineer
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Producer
Darryl Thorp
Darryl Thorp
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Don't walk the plank like I did, you will be dispensed with
When you've become inconvenient
Up on Harrowdown Hill, near where you used to go to school
That's where I am, that's where I'm lying down
Did I fall or was I pushed? Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood? And where's the blood?
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
To make it all right, so dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just can't do anything about it
We think the same things at the same time
We just can't do anything about it
So don't ask me, ask the Ministry
Don't ask me, ask the Ministry
We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us so you can't count
We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us so you can't count
Dry your eyes
Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Dry your eyes
Away from them
Away from them
Dry your eyes
I can't take their pressure, no one cares if you live or die
Dry your eyes
They just want me gone
They want me gone
But I'm coming home, I'm coming home
To make it all right, so dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just can't do anything about it
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us so you can't
There are too many of us so you can't count
It was me lead onto the back of Harrowdown Hill
It was me lead onto the back of Harrowdown Hill
It was a slippery, slippery, slippery slope
It was a slippery, slippery, slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
I feel me
Dry your eyes
Written by: Thom Yorke
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