Chip Taylor - 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 bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
And we tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
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
And on the radio
We heard "November Rain"
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep
He was asleep
No, this is how it works
You're young until you're not
And you love until you don't
And you try until you can't
You laugh until you…

Дата на публикация: 18 април, 2020
Категория: Музика