This is how it works It feels a little worse Then when we drove our herse Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm Until we were just bound Until it got so warm That none of us could sleep
And all the styrafome Began to melt away We tried to find some worms To aid in the decay
But none of them were home In the sad catacomb A million ancient bees Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees Praying that disease Would leave the ones we love And never come again
On the radio we heard november rain That solo's really long But its a pretty sound We listened to it twice 'cuz the dj was asleep
This is how it works You're young until you're not You love until you don't You try until you can't You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breath Until their dying breathe
Now, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like And try to love the things you took And then you take that love you make And stick it into some - someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walk in arm and arm You hope you don't get harmed But even if it does you just do it all again.
On the radio, you'll hear november rain That solo's awful long But it's a good refrain You'll listen to it twice 'cuz the dj is asleep
On the radio On the radio
On the radio uh oh! On the radio uh oh! On the radio uh oh!
Compositor: Regina Spektor (BMI)Editores: Milmarsh Music (BMI), Soviet Kitsch Music (BMI)Publicado em 2021 (04/Mai) e lançado em 2011 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado obra #1965628 e fonograma #39156579 em 15/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM