Regina Spektor
Soviet-born American singer-songwriter and pianist.
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Pickle jars are just pickle jars, and pickles are just pickles.
A man destined to fry
Can never ever ever die...
In any other way but frying.
No one laughs at God when the cops knock on their door
And they say "We've got some bad news, sir."
?No one's laughing at God when there's a famine, fire or flood
I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my heart...
This is how it works —
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath.
The world's got a nosebleed, it said
And we're flooding, but we keep on cutting the trees and the forests!
And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV
Who claim they will save us, but want to enslave us, and
Sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers
But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder, and
No one's the killer and no one's the martyr
The world that has made us can no longer contain us
And prophets are silent and rotting away.
It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song
You can't believe it; you were always singing along
It was so easy and the words so sweet
You can't remember; you try to move your feet.
No one's laughing at God —
We're all laughing with God.
Pavlov's Daughter,
woke up in the morning,
hear the bell ring,
and something deep inside of her,
makes her want to salivate,
so she lays there drooling on her pillow...
No, this is how it works —
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again.
They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault…
A man destined to hang
Can never drown,
A man destined to hang
Can never ever drown.
A man destined to drown
Can never burn...
Love is the answer to a question I have forgotten, but I know I've been asked. And the answer has got to be love.
I'm the king's thirty-second son
There's thirty-one others just like me
There's thirty-one others on the way
There's thirty-one others after that...
No one laughs at God in a hospital,
No one laughs at God in a war,
No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor...
On the day that Daniel Cowman stopped existing
The world should have ended right then and there
At precisely four-fifteen when he stopped existing
The world should have ended
How could it go on?
I've got a perfect body
But sometimes I forget
I've got a perfect body, because my eyelashes catch my sweat
Yes they do, they do.
How could it go on when I don't exist? I don't exist...
So now that we've got that straight
Doesn't mean that I can fly
Doesn't mean I that I can go do whatever I want.
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