Radiohead (86,76 %)
The Bends (69,28 %)
Released: 1995-03-13
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
8
Year (1995):
12
Decade (1990's):
148
Overall:
935
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1.
Planet Telex
 04:19
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2.
The Bends
 04:06
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3.
High and Dry
04:18
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4.
Fake Plastic Trees
 04:51
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5.
Bones
03:09
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6.
(Nice Dream)
 03:53
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7.
Just
03:54
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8.
My Iron Lung
04:37
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9.
Bullet Proof... I Wish I Was
03:29
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10.
Black Star
04:07
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11.
Sulk
03:43
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12.
Street Spirit (Fade out)
04:15
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Album length:
48:41
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Lyrics |
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1.
Planet Telex
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You can force it but it will not come You can taste it but it will not form You can crush it but it's always here You can crush it but it's always near Chasing you home saying Everything is broken Everyone is broken You can force it but it will stay stung You can crush it as dry as a bone You can walk it home straight from school You can kiss it, you can break all the rules But still Everything is broken Everyone is broken Everyone is, everyone is broken Everyone is, everything is broken Why can't you forget? Why can't you forget? Why can't you forget? |
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2.
The Bends
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Where do we go from here The words are coming out all weird Where are you now, when I need you Alone on an aeroplane Fall asleep on against the window pane My blood will thicken I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain Cos I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath But who are my real friends Have they all got the bends Am I really sinking this low My baby's got the bends, oh no We don't have any real friends, no, no, no Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen Where do we go from here The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear And where are you They brought in the CIA, the tanks and the whole marines, To blow me away, to blow me sky high My baby's got the bends We don't have any real friends Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen I wanna live, breathe I wanna be part of the human race I wanna live, breathe I wanna be part of the human race, race, race, race Where do we go from here The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you |
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3.
High and Dry
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Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never, ever stop You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Drying up in conversation, you'll be the one who cannot talk All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out They're the ones who'll spit on you, you'll be the one screaming out Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Oh, it's the best thing that you ever had, the best thing that you ever, ever had. It's the best thing that you ever had, the best thing you have had has gone away. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry |
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4.
Fake Plastic Trees
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A green plastic watering can For a fake chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery On girls in the eighties But gravity always wins And it wears him out, it wears him out It wears him out, it wears him out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time, all the time |
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5.
Bones
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I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders, wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours When you've got to feel it in your bones When you've got to feel it in your bones Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing everywhere Prozac painkillers When you've got to feel it in your bones When you've got to feel it in your bones And I used to fly like Peter Pan All the children flew when I touched their hands When you've got to feel it in your bones When you've got to feel it in your bones |
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6.
(Nice Dream)
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They love me like I was a brother They protect me, listen to me They dug me my very own garden Gave me sunshine, made me happy Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream I call up my friend, the good angel But she's out with her answerphone She says she would love to come help but The sea would electrocute us all Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream If you think that you're strong enough If you think you belong enough If you think that you're strong enough If you think you belong enough [Just as well Just as well Just as well] Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream, nice dream |
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7.
Just
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Can't get the stink off He's been hanging round for days Comes like a comet Suckered you but not your friends One day he'll get to you And teach you how to be a holy cow You do it to yourself, you do And that's what really hurts Is that you do it to yourself Just you and no-one else You do it to yourself You do it to yourself Don't get my sympathy Hanging out the 15th floor You've changed the locks three times He still comes reeling through the door One day I'll get you And teach you how to get to purest hell You do it to yourself, you do And that's what really hurts Is that you do it to yourself Just you, you and no-one else You do it to yourself You do it to yourself You do it to yourself, you do and that's what really hurts Is that you do it to yourself Just you, you and no-one else You do it to yourself You do it to yourself, yourself, yourself |
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8.
My Iron Lung
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Faith, you're driving me away You do it everyday You don't mean it But it hurts like hell My brain says I'm recieving pain A lack of oxygen From my life support My iron lung We're too young to fall asleep To cynical to speak We are losing it Can't you tell? We scratch our eternal itch A twentieth century bitch And we are grateful for Our iron lung The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon 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 The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon And if you're frightened You can be frightened You can be, it's OK And if you're frightened You can be frightened You can be, it's OK The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon |
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9.
Bullet Proof... I Wish I Was
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Limb by limb, tooth by tooth Tearing up inside of me Every day, every hour I wish that I was bullet proof Wax me, mould me Heat the pins and stab them in You have turned me into this Just wish that it was bullet proof, was bullet proof So pay the money and take a shot Lead-fill the hole in me I could burst a million bubbles All surrogate and bullet proof And bullet proof And bullet proof And bullet proof |
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10.
Black Star
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I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown well what am I to do? I know all the things around your head and what they do to you. what are we coming to? what are we gonna do? blame it on the black star blame it on the falling sky blame it on the satellite that beams me home. the troubled words of a troubled mind I try to understand what is eating you. I try to stay awake but its 58hours since that I last slept with you. what are we coming to? I just don't know anymore. I get on the train and I just stand about now that I don't think of you. I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you. what am I coming to? I'm gonna melt down |
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11.
Sulk
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You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are so pretty when you're on your knees Disinfected, eager to please Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change Each time it comes it eats me alive I try to behave but it eats me alive So I declare a holiday Fall asleep, Drift away Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, You'll never change |
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12.
Street Spirit (Fade out)
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Rows of houses all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out This machine will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all go under And fade out again and fade out again Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see it's beady eyes All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out again Immerse your soul in love Immerse your soul in love |