lyricsWhere do we go from here? The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you? Alone on an aerplane Falling asleep beside the window pane My blood'll thicken I need to wash myself again to hide all the the dirt and pain 'Cause I'd be scared but there's nothing underneath Who are my real friends? Have they all got the bends? Am i really sinking this low? Baby's got the bends, oh no Lying in a bar with my drip feed on Where do we go from here? Baby's got the bends Lying in a bar with my drip feed on I want to live, breathe Where do we go from here? |
THE BENDS (5:25)
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bends
THE BENDS (4-TRACK DEMO)
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live tibet
notes: phil: "i wanted to
get away from the studio to view a house for rent.
consequently, this was the first take." ed: "weird
to have finally recorded this song after playing it
live so many times. this track really highlights jonny's
abusive guitar playing". jonny: schlang! schlang,
schlang, schlang; schlang... schlang! that's the bends
full of air". colin: "a perennial hardly
annual of a live favourite, faithfully committed live
to tape". thom: "listen out for the recorders.
i do. this song is so old i have no idea what it means
anymore. for which i am glad."
more: Douglas Coupland's Generation X is one
of the few books of recent times that can be described
as epochal. The book's ironised sense of protest clearly
shares much with Radiohead. ''I read Generation X
and thought: .I've got this sussed' , Thom has said.
Conversely, on this song he argues against any generational
labelling. The satiric lines, "I wish It was
the '60s. I wish could be happy. I wish, I wish, I
wish something would happen" (recalling the ironic
Jim Morrison reference of Anyone Can Play Guitar')
led Thom to explain in interviews that "Levi's
jeans wish it was the '60s, I certainly fucking don't."
The accompanying cacophony conforms to what Colin
Greenwood called the album's "hit everything
loudly whilst waggling the tongue in and out"
factor. The introductory marching-band noise, recalls
producer John Leckie, was recordled from a hotel room
window in America as a children's marching band passed
by. The chorus twists the standard "baby's got...
" lyrical convention.Where, say, Elton John would
sing "blue eves", Thom substitutes "
the bends". Considering the hardships they'd
endured since surfacing (utterly ignored before 'Creep'
took off, flogged around the globe afterwardsl, it's
easy to see what this became the title for the group's
second album
