Текст песни Life and How to Live It - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland - R.E.M.
                                                Burn 
                                                bright 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                night, 
                                                two 
                                                pockets 
                                                lead 
                                                the 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                doors 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                between 
                                                the 
                                                wall 
                                                was 
                                                raised 
                                                today
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                doors, 
                                                two 
                                                names 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                your 
                                                other 
                                                and 
                                                your 
                                                own
 
                                    
                                
                                                Keep 
                                                these 
                                                books 
                                                well 
                                                stocked 
                                                away 
                                                and 
                                                take 
                                                your 
                                                happy 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                carpenter's 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about 
                                                and 
                                                talking 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                pockets 
                                                are 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about 
                                                and 
                                                barking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                tell 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                hidden 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                bright 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                night, 
                                                two 
                                                pockets 
                                                lead 
                                                the 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                doors 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                between 
                                                the 
                                                wall 
                                                was 
                                                raised 
                                                today
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                walls 
                                                to 
                                                hide 
                                                these 
                                                flaws, 
                                                the 
                                                carpenter 
                                                should 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                that 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                tire 
                                                of 
                                                one 
                                                side 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                serves 
                                                you 
                                                best
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                carpenter's 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about, 
                                                talking 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                pockets 
                                                are 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about 
                                                and 
                                                barking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                tell 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                hidden 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                hills 
                                                ringing 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                words 
                                                in 
                                                time, 
                                                listen 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                holler
 
                                    
                                
                                                Listen 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                walls 
                                                within 
                                                my 
                                                tongue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                you 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                made 
                                                my 
                                                ears 
                                                go 
                                                tin
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                air 
                                                quicken 
                                                tension 
                                                building 
                                                inference 
                                                suddenly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                and 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                walls 
                                                to 
                                                hide 
                                                these 
                                                flaws, 
                                                the 
                                                carpenter 
                                                should 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                that 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                tire 
                                                of 
                                                one 
                                                side 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                serves 
                                                you 
                                                best
 
                                    
                                
                                                Read 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                wisdom 
                                                wall, 
                                                the 
                                                knock-knock-knock
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                secret 
                                                knock, 
                                                one 
                                                hammer's 
                                                locked, 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                wisdom's 
                                                lost
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                carpenter's 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about 
                                                and 
                                                talking 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                pockets 
                                                are 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about 
                                                and 
                                                barking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                tell 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                hidden 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                carpenter's 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about, 
                                                walking 
                                                the
 
                                    
                                
                                                Listen 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                holler
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                pockets 
                                                are 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                running 
                                                about, 
                                                barking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                tell 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                hidden 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Listen, 
                                                listen 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                holler
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                write 
                                                    a 
                                                book 
                                                it 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                called
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                and 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Finest Worksong
2 Welcome To the Occupation
3 Exhuming McCarthy
4 Disturbance At The Heron House
5 Strange
6 It's the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)
7 The One I Love
8 Fireplace
9 Lightnin' Hopkins
10 King of Birds
11 Oddfellows Local 151
12 Finest Worksong - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
13 These Days - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
14 Lightnin' Hopkins - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
15 Welcome to the Occupation - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
16 Driver 8 - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
17 Feeling Gravitys Pull - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
18 I Believe - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
19 The One I Love - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
20 Exhuming McCarthy - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
21 Wolves, Lower - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
22 Fall On Me - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
23 Just a Touch - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
24 Oddfellows Local 151 - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
25 Little America - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
26 It's the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
27 Begin the Begin - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
28 Disturbance At the Heron House - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
29 Moral Kiosk - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
30 Life and How to Live It - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
31 So. Central Rain - Live at Muziekcentrum Vredenburg, Utrecht, Holland
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