Thom Yorke Follow

this is a free seat
which way you heading?
you keep pushing and you keep pushing
between the whipcrack and the moonbeams
i said coachman where we heading?

the gleaming teeth
of the inbetween
i can hear some people laughing
is this a stitch up
i am not willing
so i am turning you off and then i'm counting

i regret
i turn the clock back
to where i wasn't taken in
i jump out of the window
and get lost in a jetstream

this is a ghost coach
that we are riding
damp decay and splintering
between the whipcrack and the moonbeams
i can hear some people laughing

we need a rubber man
we need a stretchy man
i'm not sure i am welcome

you are a fool
and this is over
over the cliffs of dover

i regret
i turn the clock back
to where i wasn't taken in
i jump out of a window
and get lost in a jetstream

you're beautiful
until i get close
you have the eyes of a mountain goat
a coat of mildew
a bad smell
and the strap broke in my hand

now i wanna turn back
i wanna turn back
turn back
i wanna turn back
i wanna turn back
turn back
turn back
i wanna turn back

you need a rubber man
you need a stretchy man
you need a rubber man
you need a stretchy man

i wanna turn back
i'm on my back
turn back