'Case the DJ was asleep
Until their dying breath
Until it got so warm
You hear, 'November Rain'
This is how it works
We heard, 'November Rain'
You love until you don't
You hope it don't get harmed
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
And walking arm in arm
Pumping someone else's blood
A million ancient bees
Publisher: SOVIET KITSCH MUSIC
You take the things you like
And then you take that love you made
'Cause the DJ is asleep
Until we were just bone
Began to sting our knees
And all the Styrofoam
And on the radio
And try to love the things you took
That none of us could sleep
And never come again
But it's a pretty song
On the radio, uh oh, on the radio, uh oh
This is how it works
We listened to it twice
On the radio
But even if it does
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
Began to melt away
On the radio, on the radio
You're young until you're not
Than when we drove our hearse
That solo's awful long
That solo's really long
And stick it into some
Right through that screaming crowd
While we were on our knees
Someone else's heart
To aid in the decay
We tried to find some words
No, this is how it works
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
You'll just do it all again
Songwriter: Regina Spektor
Inside their catacomb
You listen to it twice
But none of them were home
On the radio, uh oh, on the radio
But it's a good refrain
You peer inside yourself
It feels a little worse
While laughing up a storm