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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Boucles
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Chant
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Guitare électrique
Andrew Cox
Andrew Cox
Violoncelle
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Batterie
David Arenz
David Arenz
Violon
David Braitberg
David Braitberg
Violon
David Kempers
David Kempers
Violon
Elizabeth Murphy
Elizabeth Murphy
Violoncelle
Ellie Arenz
Ellie Arenz
Violon
KRS-One
KRS-One
Chant
Kidd Jordan
Kidd Jordan
Saxophone ténor
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Basse
Paul Murphy
Paul Murphy
Direction
Peter Holsapple
Peter Holsapple
Basse
Ralph Jones
Ralph Jones
Contrebasse
Reid Harris
Reid Harris
Alto
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Paroles/Composition
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Paroles/Composition
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Paroles/Composition
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Paroles/Composition
Mark Bingham
Mark Bingham
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Production
Dave Friedlander
Dave Friedlander
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
John Keane
John Keane
Ingénierie d’overdubbing
Michael Reiter
Michael Reiter
Assistance d’ingénierie
R.E.M.
R.E.M.
Production
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ted Malia
Ted Malia
Assistance d’ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Tom Garneau
Tom Garneau
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Hey, can't find nothing on the radio
Ah, yo, turn to that station
[Verse 2]
The world is collapsing
Around our ears
I turned up the radio
But I can't hear it
[Verse 3]
When I got to the house and I called you out
I could tell that you had been crying (Crying)
It's that same sing song on the radio
It makes me sad
I meant to turn it off
To say goodbye to leave in quiet
That radio song
Hey, hey, hey
[Verse 4]
I've everything to show (Everything to show)
I've everything to hide (Everything to hide)
Look into my eyes
Listen
[Verse 5]
When I got to the show, yo, ho, ho
I could tell that you had been crying (Crying)
It's that same sing song and the DJ sucks
Makes me sad
I tried to turn it off (Turn it off)
To say goodbye my love
That radio song
Hey, hey, hey
[Verse 6]
The world is collapsing
Around our ears
I turned up the radio
But I can't hear it
Yeah
[Verse 7]
Yeah
[Verse 8]
Baby, baby, baby, baby
[Verse 9]
I tried to sing along
But damn that radio song
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
[Verse 10]
I've everything to show (Everything to show)
Everything to hide (Everything to hide)
Look into my eyes, listen to the radio
I turned up the radio
But I can't hear it
No, I can't hear it
[Verse 11]
Hey, hey, hey, hey (Say what?)
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Say what? say what? say what?)
Hey, hey, hey
[Verse 12]
Check it out
What are you saying?
What are you playing?
Who are you obeying?
Day out day in?
Baby, baby, baby, baby
That stuff is driving me crazy
DJ's communicate to the masses
Sex and violent classes
Now our children grow up prisoners
All their life radio listeners
Written by: Michael Mills, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, William Berry
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