R.E.M. – Chorus & The Ring

hey there now young one wholly,

swing along quote the scriptures,

keep them guessing which pit you crawled from

just defy it, just deny it,

was it fun?

your time has come

what have you done?

what have you done?

that’s when the insults start to sting

you can’t remember anything

the chorus chiming

the greek chorus, the machine of God, singin’

it’s the poison that in measures

brings illuminating vision

it’s the knowing with a wink

that we expect in Southern women

it’s the wolf that knows which root to dig to save itself

it’s the octopus that crawled back to the sea.

that’s when the insults start to sting

you can’t remember anything

the chorus chiming, the greek chorus,

the machine of God sing…..

hammered, shooting plywood in the backyard

laughing ’cause the racket makes the blackbirds sing

write the holy terror

suck the marrow from the bone

singe your own wings burning books,

you got the chorus and the ring

that’s when the insults start to sting

you can’t remember anything

the chorus chiming, the greek chorus,

the machine sings.

that’s when the insults starts to sting

you can’t remember anything

the chorus chiming, the greek chorus,

the machine sings.

that’s when the calibration brittle

as a stick hits you

the gold ring in the tar museum

che quevera wink,

gold ring

gold ring.

sing.

sing.

sing.

sing.