four bar time Beautiful words that just fell in rhyme Radio said rock 'n' roll is dead They're going insane they must be out of their head Radio said
said, she said He said, "Girl you winnin'" She said, "Boy where you been at? Stop talking for a minute" Just like that they He said, "You?re my baby" She said
For anybody else I might hit the ground But at least I?ll have a story to tell She said, "I gotta find out for myself" (She said, she said, she said) She said
Übersetzung: Die Radios. Da She Said So.
Übersetzung: REM. Das Radio Said Rock 'n' Roll Is Dead.
A World of such pretty things Dangling, jangling on silk strings ?Escape?come to me!? hypnotically swaying The latest attractions have hooks in me
Damage spawned by ignorance And the chasing of bliss, exists Dismiss critical thinking, Socratic questioning And submit There is not a great avenger
Here?s some weight I tell ya I need another 5 (lbs.) shed My sixteenth birthday?s comin? And ALL those eyes! DISTORT Mister Man he?s skimming?
I anchor my mind to fears...weighed down I anchor my mind to desire?weighed down Samson ran amok because his mind was so?weighed down The furious
Meet your desire Face in the mirror That just won?t quit Moves-like you?ve seen me in a film Physique that gleams in the sun The star of your mind
Walking and Walking, then the ground starts to crumble "Why me?" I scream-I've worked so hard not to stumble Expect something, you get something-
?inept and ?she said, he said, they said ??I?ve got something to take the edge off.?? You?ve got something to take that edge off? He said, she said
Out on the horizon?the sun?grey Cast in a dense fog?the in between Course, charted anyway?despite the unknown How do we know where we are going?
Let me give you words to sanitize such a pathetic life that you should be hung from a pear tree A cure to boredom? Live for Today! Don?t wallow
all my fuckin' cash Couldn't hunt two quarter front so I had to bust that ass You went and got all my dope then you stuck like Chuck Like Slim said don
te, tra me e te, tranne te, rap futuristico! Tranne te, tra me e te, tranne te, tranne te! Tranne te, rap futuristico! (Redman) Yo! I said remaking the
said so, cause I said so, cause I said so. Why, why, why. Excellent year in magazines, in clothing stores and cash machines. Seized by the wonderful sounds on the radio, on the radio
he made you cry He keep telling lies (turn the radio up high) You all alone at night You know he ain't right You gave him your life (turn the radio up