Thom Yorke Jetstream Lyrics

Is this 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 is 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 a 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
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 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
Im on my back
Turn back