India Rubber

Did it all for you to say
You never wanted me that way
Now the dogs have had their meat
I think I'll go plug in the mains

I tumble like a clown
Before your baying hounds
I supplicate myself
Into your hands

When you spare a make-up smile
I'm instantly your biggest fan
How I was to know that you? (How was I to know?)
Practiced it beforehand?

I tumble like a clown
Before your baying hounds
Supplicate myself
Into your hands



Credits
Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'brien, Thomas Edward Yorke
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