My Iron Lung
Radiohead Lyrics


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Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it but it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen from my life support
My iron lung
We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are loosing it, can't you tell?

We scratch our eternal itch
Our twentieth century bitch and we are grateful for our
Iron lung

Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out we'll just hum

This this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

If you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay

If you're frightened




You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Radiohead's "My Iron Lung" convey a sense of oppression and frustration that is directed outward, primarily at the state of the world, but also inward toward the singer's own emotional state. The song begins with an accusatory tone, as the singer accuses 'Faith' of driving him away every day. The repetition of this line serves to reinforce the sense of frustration and emotional pain that the singer is feeling. However, the line that follows - "You don't mean it but it hurts like hell" - suggests that the singer may be recognizing that the source of his frustration is not external. In other words, the singer may be struggling with his own emotional state, projecting his feelings outward onto someone else...


As the song continues, the perspective shifts, becoming more introspective. The lyrics use the metaphor of an "iron lung" to describe the singer's emotional state. The lack of oxygen and life support referenced here suggests that the singer is struggling to maintain his emotional wellbeing, relying on external support (in this case an iron lung) to survive. This metaphor is particularly striking given that an iron lung is typically associated with physical, rather than emotional, disability. This use of metaphor serves to highlight the difficulty that the singer is having in articulating his emotional pain.


The song's final lines, "If you're frightened / You can be frightened / You can be, it's okay," suggest that the singer has come to a place of acceptance. Although the world is still difficult to navigate and his emotional state continues to be challenging, there is perhaps some solace in recognizing that it is okay to be afraid.


Line by Line Meaning

Faith, you're driving me away
You, my beliefs and convictions, are pushing me off every day


You do it everyday
You keep doing it persistently


You don't mean it but it hurts like hell
Despite not intending to harm, it causes immense pain to me


My brain says I'm receiving pain
My mind conveys the distress I go through


A lack of oxygen from my life support
The life-sustaining mechanism is deprived of air


My iron lung
The device that aids in breathing and provides respite


We're too young to fall asleep
We are too youthful and energetic to rest our eyes


Too cynical to speak
We are too pessimistic and skeptical to communicate openly


We are loosing it, can't you tell?
We are gradually losing our minds, can't you see?


We scratch our eternal itch
We aggravate our infinite craving


Our twentieth century bitch and we are grateful for our
Our modern-day complexities and challenges that are favorable to us


Iron lung
The breathing apparatus that is a boon and helps us battle


Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Indulge in foolish activities rather than being productive


Toilet trained and dumb
Trained to be civilized yet lack common sense or intelligence


When the power runs out we'll just hum
When everything fails, all we can do is find some solace in music


This this is our new song
This new composition is similar to all our past creations


Just like the last one
As identical to the one we had just stomached


A total waste of time
It's an utter squander of our energy and time


My iron lung
The device that is our savior when everything else is futile


If you're frightened
In case you're scared


You can be frightened
It's okay to be terrified


You can be, it's okay
Don't stress, it's totally fine to feel that way




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'Brien, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Philip James Selway, Thomas Edward Yorke

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@user-ip9yu7lp1q

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

[Verse 2]
We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?

We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

[Chorus]
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon

[Verse 3]
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum

This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

[Bridge]
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK



@dr.finger4881

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it but it hurts like hell
My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen from my life support
My iron lung
We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are loosing it, can't you tell?
We scratch our eternal itch
Our twentieth century bitch and we are grateful for our
Iron lung
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out we'll just hum
This this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung
If you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay
If you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay



@WarholMonet

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell
My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung
We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell
The scratch
Our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet-trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum
This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon



@anonymoususer2756

Lyrics:

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnetar pit trap trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice, your advice
Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your Highness, I'm left back
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice, your advice
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnetar pit trap trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice, your advice, your advice, your advice



@pranavbhatia8163

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

[Verse 2]
We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?

We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

[Chorus]
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon

[Verse 3]
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum

This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

[Chorus]
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon

[Bridge]
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK

[Chorus]
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon



@t0ki0.h0tel._.

Lyrics if needed :D :
Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell

The scratch
Our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet-trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum

This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay

And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's okay

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon



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@barbdrake5999

The virgin creep and the chad iron lung

@gaelm.2603

Creep is crap compared to this

@gaelm.2603

Pentex Sucks indeed

@sryu3878

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@nesfan8

@@gaelm.2603 I think you missed the joke

@auroraborealis6398

@Pentex Sucks you say this just because it's sooo mainstream

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@anthonybeza4246

Radiohead’s biggest middle finger to Radiohead

@mr.pastrami5153

You can't say they didn't deserve it, especially considering what they did to radiohead

@valentinasanchez5757

Wut

@melissajohnson5734

Wut thay do

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