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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Mills
Bass Guitar
Peter Buck
Electric Guitar
Michael Stipe
Vocals
Barrett Martin
Drums
Scott McCaughey
Guitar
Joey Waronker
Drums
John Keane
Guitar
Bruce Kaphan
Guitar
Jere Flint
String Conductor
Paul Murphy
Viola
Jun Ching Lin
Violin
David Arenz
Violin
David Braitberg
Violin
Willard Shull
Violin
Sou-Chun Su
Violin
Ellie Arenz
Violin
Jay Christy
Violin
Anne Page
Violin
Helen Porter
Violin
Reid Harris
Viola
Heidi Nitchie
Viola
Patti Gouvas
Viola
Daniel Laufer
Cello
Elizabeth Murphy
Cello
Christopher Rex
Cello
Nan Maddox
Cello
Douglas Sommer
Double Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leonard Cohen
Composer
Mike Mills
Songwriter
Peter Buck
Songwriter
Michael Mills
Composer
Michael Stipe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R.E.M.
Producer
Pat McCarthy
Producer
Mike Mills
Producer
Peter Buck
Producer
Michael Stipe
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Nigel Godrich
Mixing Engineer
Suzanne Dyer
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever
You know that it sounds childish
That you've dreamt of alligators
You hope that we are with you
And you hope you're recognized
You want to go forever
You see it in my eyes
I'm lost in the confusion
And it doesn't seem to matter
You really can't believe it
And you hope it's getting better
You want to trust the doctors
Their procedure is the best
But the last try was a failure
And the intern was a mess
And they did the same to Matthew
And he bled 'til Sunday night
They're saying, "Don't be frightened"
But you're weakened by the sight of it
You lock into a pattern
And you know that it's the last ditch
You're trying to see through it
And it doesn't make sense
But they're saying, "Don't be frightened"
And they're killing alligators
And they're hog-tied and accepting of
The struggle
You want to trust religion
And you know it's allegory
But the people who are followers
Have written their own story
So you look up to the heavens
And you hope that it's a spaceship
And it's something from your childhood
You're thinking don't be frightened
You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever
And you want to cross your DNA
To cross your DNA with something reptile
And you're questioning the sciences
As you questioning religion
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care
And you want to bridge the schism
A built-in mechanism to protect you
And you're looking for salvation
And you're looking for deliverance
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care
Because you want to climb the ladder
You want to go forever
And you want to go out Friday
You want to go forever
Writer(s): Leonard Cohen, Peter Buck, Michael Stipe, Mike Mills
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