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Like Spinning Plates
by Radiohead



Why do we play these foolish games?
Only consolations
You feed me to the lions
I didn't need at all

And this just feels like spinning plates
I'm living in cloud cuckoo land
And this just feels like spinning plates
My body is floating down the muddy river
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written by YORKE, THOMAS EDWARD/GREENWOOD, JONATHAN RICHARD GUY/O'BRIEN, EDWARD JOHN/SELWAY, PHILIP JAMES/GREENWOOD, COLIN CHARLES
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