"Under Our Pillows" lyrics

"Under Our Pillows"

Such delights wait under your pillows
Soft sung hymns from under your pillows
A slate wiped clean
A white loss of feeling
If you're ready and willing

Part of the sting
Part of the giving
As the light bulbs are humming
You just allow it all to sink in, and give yourself, give yourself, freely
Nowadays everyone's for sharing
Nowadays everyone's for sharing

Don't let them take me!
Try to convert me
With a voice I can only see through that doesn't have a heart beat
Nowadays everyone's for sharing
Nowadays everyone's for sharing
...that doesn't have a heart beat

Episodes wiped clean wiped clean wiped clean
Episodes wiped clean wiped clean wiped clean
This is major league make believe make believe
This is major league make believe make believe make believe


Writer(s): Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Thomas Edward Yorke, Thomas Andrew Skinner
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