We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters
This far but no further I'm hanging off a branch I'm teetering on the brinkOh honey sweet So full of sleep I'm backsliding
You fell into our arms You fell into our arms We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do
All evidence has been buried All tapes have been erased But your footsteps give you away So you're backtracking
Ah ah ah You fell into our arms You fell into our arms We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do You fell into our, ah You fell into a
We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters
RADIOHEAD ANYONE CAN PLAY GUITAR
Destiny... destiny protect me from the world Destiny... hold my hand, protect me from the world
Here we are, with our running and confusion And I don't see no confusion anywhere
As the world does turn And if London burns I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar I wanna be in a band When I get to heaven Anyone can play guitar and they won't be a nothing anymore
Grow my hair... grow my hair I am Jim Morrison Grow my hair... I wanna be wanna be wanna be Jim Morrison
Here we are, with our running and confusion And I don't see no confusion anywhere
As the world does turn And if London burns I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar I wanna be in a band When I get to heaven Anyone can play guitar and they won't be a nothing anymore