Drive

Smack, crack, bushwhacked

Tie another one to your racks, baby

Hey kids, rock and roll

Nobody tells you where to go, baby

What if I ride, what if you walk?

What if you rock around the clock?

Tick-tock, tick-tock

What if you did, what if you walk?

What if you tried to get off, baby?

Hey, kids, where are you?

Nobody tells you what to do, baby

Hey kids, shake a leg

Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby

Maybe you did, maybe you walked

Maybe you rocked around the clock

Tick-tock, tick-tock

Maybe I ride, maybe you walk

Maybe I drive to get off, baby

Hey kids, shake a leg

Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby

Ollie, ollie, ollie ollie ollie

Ollie ollie in come free, baby

Hey, kids, where are you?

Nobody tells you what to do, baby

Smack, crack, shack-a-lack

Tie another one to your backs, baby

Hey kids, rock and roll

Nobody tells you where to go, baby

Maybe you did, maybe you walk

Maybe you rock around the clock

Tick-tock, tick-tock

Maybe I ride, maybe you walk

Maybe I drive to get off, baby

Hey kids, where are you?

Nobody tells you what to do, baby

Hey kids, rock and roll

Nobody tells you where to go, baby, baby, baby

REM

Fall On Me

There's a problem, feathers, iron

Bargain buildings, weights and pulleys

Feathers hit the ground

Before the weight can leave the air





 

Buy the sky and sell the sky

And tell the sky, and tell the sky

Fall on me (what is it up in the air for)

Fall on me (if it's there for long)

Fall on me (it's over, it's over me)

There's the progress

We have found a way to talk around the problem

Building towers

Foresight isn't anything at all

Buy the sky and sell the sky

And bleed the sky and tell the sky

Fall on me (what is it up in the air for)

Fall on me (if it's there for long)

Fall on me (it's over, it's over me)

Fall on me




 

(Well I would keep it above but then it wouldn't be sky any more)

(So if I send it to you you've got to promise to keep it home)

Buy the sky and sell the sky

And lift your arms up to the sky

And ask the sky, and ask the sky

Fall on me (what is it up in the air for)

Fall on me (if it's there for long)

Fall on me (it's over, it's over me)

REM

Bittersweet Me

I move across, innocence lost

All flashing pulsar

I move across the earth in my new pattern shirt

I pass satellites

"You're so bitter," your complaint

I can't give you anything

I don't know who you're livin' for

I don't who you are anymore

I'd sooner chew my leg off

Than be trapped in this

How easy you think of all of this as bittersweet me

I couldn't taste it

I'm tired and naked

I don't know what I'm hungry for

I don't know what I want anymore

I move across, candy floss

I move like a tank

I move across the room with a heart full of gloom

I'm stronger than you think

Oh, my peer, your veneer

Is wearing thin and cracking

The surface informs that underneath

The underneath is lacking

I'd sooner chew my leg off

Than be trapped in this

How easy you think of all of this as bittersweet me

I couldn't taste it

I'm tired and naked

I don't know what I'm hungry for

I don't know what I want anymore

You move across, innocence lost

All static and desire

You're blue in the face from navel gaze

You set yourself on fire

You strip down and lay yourself out

I know you can't fake it

But are you tired and naked?

Are you tired and naked?

Yeah, I'd sooner chew my leg off

Than be trapped in this

How easy you think of all of this as bittersweet me

I couldn't taste it

I'm tired and naked

I don't know what I'm hungry for

I don't know what I want anymore

I couldn't taste it

I'm tired and naked

I don't know what I'm hungry for

I don't know what I want anymore

I couldn't taste it

I'm tired and naked

I don't know what I'm hungry for

I don't know what I want anymore

REM

If you believed they put a man on the moon

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?

Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon

If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. 

Here's a little ghost for the offering. 

Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. 

Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon

If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

REM

E-Bow the Letter

Look up, what do you see?

All of you and all of me

Fluorescent and starry

Some of them, they surprise

The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.

This letter

Fields of poppies, little pearls

All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed

Each and every one a little scary

I said your name

I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars

Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras

Dreaming of Maria Callas

Whoever she is

This fame thing, I don't get it

I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it

Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves

I can take you far

This star thing, I don't get it

I'll take you over, there

Aluminum, tastes like fear

Adrenaline, it pulls us near

I'll take you over

It tastes like fear, there

I'll take you over

I don't want to disappoint you

I'm not here to anoint you

I would lick your feet

But is that the sickest move?

I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow

And who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange?

My loss, and here we go again

I can't look it in the eyes

Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene

Cherry-flavored neck and collar

I can smell the sorrow on your breath

The sweat, the victory and sorrow

The smell of fear, I got it

I'll take you over, there

I'll take you over, there

Aluminum, tastes like fear

Adrenaline, it pulls us near

I'll take you there

Oh, over

I'll take you there

Over, let me

I'll take you there..

There, there, baby, yeah

REM