On the Radio by Regina Spektor

[sardonicviolet]

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
We tried to find some words
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their

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I have heard a lot of really good things about Ms. Spektor.

[rogue_angel]

My roommate Kat turned me onto Regina Spekter and now I lurv her. There is nobody that is like her and there is no way to duplicate the odd genius of her work. I like the one where she only eats boxes of tangerines. I don't even know the name of it- I just love that part when she goes "so cheap and JUICY!"
lol