The Mother Lode Lyrics
The Mother Lode - Thom Yorke (汤姆·约克)
Written by：Nigel Godrich/Thom Yorke
Another clown jumps off the ladder
A shallow pool but it doesn't matter
The way it goes the way it goes
He's falling through barriers and hedgerows
A hollow man hollow hand puppet
Where's the applause when you need it
But these brought by somersaults and backflips
On hallowe'en some things'll be different
A mother lode a mother lode
A hollow man hollow hand puppet
I'm a clown you don't want her to know me
The knife behind the curtain
No truth is ordinary
You can't see your way out of this one
He makes a joke but nobody listens
At least he does not know it
The last of all his courage
Press the button for a free ticket
Here he goes hits the ground running