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Don't walk the plank like I did... You will be dispensed with... When you've become inconvenient... In the harrowdown hill... Where you went 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 cant 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 too many of us... So you can't count... Can you see me when I'm running?... Can you see me when I'm running?... Away from them... I can't take their pressure... No one cares if you live or die... They just want me gone... They want me gone... 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 cant do anything about it... We think the same things at the same time... There are too many of us... So you can't count... 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... Tom yorke "Harrowdown Hill"...
Don't walk the plank like I did... You will be dispensed with... When you've become inconvenient... In the harrowdown hill... Where you went 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 cant 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 too many of us... So you can't count... Can you see me when I'm running?... Can you see me when I'm running?... Away from them... I can't take their pressure... No one cares if you live or die... They just want me gone... They want me gone... 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 cant do anything about it... We think the same things at the same time... There are too many of us... So you can't count... 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... Tom yorke "Harrowdown Hill"...