“On The Radio” by Regina Spektor

“And then you take that love you made, and stick it into some, someone else’s heart, pumping someone else’s . And walking arm in arm, you hope it don’t get harmed. But if it does, you’ll just do it all again.”

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep

And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
leave the ones we love
And never come again

That solo’s really long
But it’s a pretty song
We listened to it twice
‘Cause the DJ was asleep

And walking arm in arm
You hope it don’t get harmed
But even if it does
You’ll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo’s awful long
But it’s a good refrain
You listen to it twice
‘Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio
(oh oh oh)

On the radio – uh oh
On the radio – uh oh
On the radio – uh oh
On the radio

Regina Spektor Still Doesn’t Write Anything Down


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