Текст песни Regina Spektor - On The Radio

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 bound
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 home
Inside the catacom
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 real long
But it's a pretty sound
We listened to it twice
'cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
Your young until your 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 breathe
Until their dying breath

Well 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 elses blood
And walk in arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if if does you'd 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
'cause 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!
On the radio

*humming*