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This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Then when we drove our herse
Right through that screaming crowd

While laughing up a storm
Untill we were just bound
Untill it got so warm
That none of us could sleep

And all the styrafome
Began to melt away
we tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay

But None of them were home
in the sad 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

On the radio we heard November rain
that solos awful long
but its a pretty sound
we listend to it twice
cuz the DJ was asleep

this is how it works
your young untill your not
you love until you dont
you try untill you cant
you laugh untill you cry
you cry untill you laugh
and everyone must breath
untill their dying breath

so this is how it works
you peer inside yourself
you take the things you like
and try to love the things you do
and then you take that love you make
and stick it into some, someone elses heart
open someone elses blood
and walk arm and arm
you hope they don't get hurt
but even if they do you do it all again

On the radio we heard November rain
that solos awful long
bit theres a good refrain
youll listend to it twice
cuz 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!