Letra de 'Jetstream' de Thom Yorke

This is a free seat
Which way you heading?
You keep pushing and you keep pushing
Between the wheel crack
And the moonbeams
'Coz it goes from where we're heading
The gleaming teeth
Of the imagery
I can hear some people laughing
This is a stitch-up
And I'm not willing
So I'm turning you off when I'm counting

I regret
I turn the clock back
To where I wasn't taken in
I jump out of the window
And get lost in the jetstream

This is a ghost coach
And we're arriving
Down to canyon spirit
Between the wheel crack
And the moonbeams
I can hear some people laughing
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I'm not sure I will make it
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 the window
And get lost in the jetstream
You're beautiful
Until I get close
You have the eyes of a mountain goat
A cold religion
A bad smell
And a strap broke in my hand
And I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
Turn back
I wanna turn back

We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
I wanna back
I wanna back
I wanna turn back
Turn back