On The Radio
Lyrics
This is how it works It feels a little worse Than when we drove our hearse Right through that screaming crowdfull lyrics...
This is how it works It feels a little worse Than when we drove our hearse Right through that screaming crowdfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentationa subtle use of vocal harmony
acoustic rhythm piano
extensive vamping
a clear focus on recording studio production
major key tonality
string section beds
a dynamic female vocalist
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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'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


