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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Loops
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Vocals
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Electric Guitar
Andrew Cox
Andrew Cox
Cello
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Drums
David Arenz
David Arenz
Violin
David Braitberg
David Braitberg
Violin
David Kempers
David Kempers
Violin
Elizabeth Murphy
Elizabeth Murphy
Cello
Ellie Arenz
Ellie Arenz
Violin
KRS-One
KRS-One
Vocals
Kidd Jordan
Kidd Jordan
Tenor Saxophone
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Bass
Paul Murphy
Paul Murphy
Leader
Peter Holsapple
Peter Holsapple
Bass
Ralph Jones
Ralph Jones
Double Bass
Reid Harris
Reid Harris
Viola
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Songwriter
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Songwriter
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Songwriter
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Songwriter
Mark Bingham
Mark Bingham
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Producer
Dave Friedlander
Dave Friedlander
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Keane
John Keane
Overdub Engineer
Michael Reiter
Michael Reiter
Assistant Engineer
R.E.M.
R.E.M.
Producer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Ted Malia
Ted Malia
Assistant Strings Engineer
Tom Garneau
Tom Garneau
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[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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