The document is lyrics to the song "My Iron Lung" by the band Radiohead. It describes being dependent on life support like an iron lung, feeling frightened and in pain from a lack of oxygen. It mentions being too young to fall asleep and cynical to speak, feeling like things are being lost and that they are grateful for their iron lung, despite it being a "twentieth century bitch".
The document is lyrics to the song "My Iron Lung" by the band Radiohead. It describes being dependent on life support like an iron lung, feeling frightened and in pain from a lack of oxygen. It mentions being too young to fall asleep and cynical to speak, feeling like things are being lost and that they are grateful for their iron lung, despite it being a "twentieth century bitch".
The document is lyrics to the song "My Iron Lung" by the band Radiohead. It describes being dependent on life support like an iron lung, feeling frightened and in pain from a lack of oxygen. It mentions being too young to fall asleep and cynical to speak, feeling like things are being lost and that they are grateful for their iron lung, despite it being a "twentieth century bitch".
The document is lyrics to the song "My Iron Lung" by the band Radiohead. It describes being dependent on life support like an iron lung, feeling frightened and in pain from a lack of oxygen. It mentions being too young to fall asleep and cynical to speak, feeling like things are being lost and that they are grateful for their iron lung, despite it being a "twentieth century bitch".
You can be frightened Faith, you're driving me away You can be, it's okay X2 You do it everyday You don't mean it CORO X2 But it hurts like hell My brain says I'm receiving pain A lack of oxygen From my life support My iron lung We're too young to fall asleep Too cynical to speak We are losing it Can't you tell The scratch Our eternal itch A twentieth century bitch And we are grateful for Our iron lung CORO: Gm7 C9 The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon X2 G Cm Suck, suck your teenage thumb Toilet-trained and dumb When the power runs out We'll just hum This, this is our new song Just like the last one A total waste of time My iron lung