| Song | How the West Was Won and Where It Got Us |
| Artist | R.E.M. |
| Album | New Adventures in Hi-Fi |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Berry, Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| Blood from a stone | |
| Water from wine | |
| Born under earplay design | |
| A stroke of bad luck | |
| Wrong place, wrong time | |
| Let's fly up out of the lime | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us | |
| Canary got trapped, the uranium mine | |
| A stroke of bad luck, now the bird has died | |
| A marker to mark where my tears run dry | |
| I cross it, bless it, alkali | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us | |
| I didn't wear glasses cause I thought it might rain | |
| Now I can't see anything | |
| I made a mistake, chalked it up to design | |
| I cracked through time, space, godless and dry | |
| I point my nose to the northern star | |
| Watch the decline from a hazy distance | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us |
| zuo ci : Berry, Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| Blood from a stone | |
| Water from wine | |
| Born under earplay design | |
| A stroke of bad luck | |
| Wrong place, wrong time | |
| Let' s fly up out of the lime | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us | |
| Canary got trapped, the uranium mine | |
| A stroke of bad luck, now the bird has died | |
| A marker to mark where my tears run dry | |
| I cross it, bless it, alkali | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us | |
| I didn' t wear glasses cause I thought it might rain | |
| Now I can' t see anything | |
| I made a mistake, chalked it up to design | |
| I cracked through time, space, godless and dry | |
| I point my nose to the northern star | |
| Watch the decline from a hazy distance | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us |
| zuò cí : Berry, Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| Blood from a stone | |
| Water from wine | |
| Born under earplay design | |
| A stroke of bad luck | |
| Wrong place, wrong time | |
| Let' s fly up out of the lime | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us | |
| Canary got trapped, the uranium mine | |
| A stroke of bad luck, now the bird has died | |
| A marker to mark where my tears run dry | |
| I cross it, bless it, alkali | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us | |
| I didn' t wear glasses cause I thought it might rain | |
| Now I can' t see anything | |
| I made a mistake, chalked it up to design | |
| I cracked through time, space, godless and dry | |
| I point my nose to the northern star | |
| Watch the decline from a hazy distance | |
| The story is a sad one, told many times | |
| The story of my life in trying times | |
| Just add water, stir in lime | |
| How the west was won and where it got us |