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