The New Pornographers

I took a plane, I took a train (Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city) I said to Carl, look up for one (See just how the sun sets in the sky) I said to Jon, do you think the girls here? (Ever wonder how they got so pretty?) Oh well I do Look o

Put put put your hands together For the silver bullet make me Put put put your heads together For the cause and cure we're waiting Digging through and past the center Of the earth go straight Play the scientist and vandal Sweating either way Put put

Should you go looking For a testament to youth in verse Variations on the age-old curse, you blame the stations When they play you like a fool and like a fool you get played with Baby, think twice Maybe it's not all Maybe it's not all right Maybe it'

The sound of God is the screech of tires Lights and magnets, bolts and wires Strayed from the road, this very one The sound of tires is the sound of God The electric version The power and blood will pulse through your song Just as long as it sounds l

Last night I dreamt Vancouver dressed up in the ocean Last night I dreamt Victoria drowned in the ocean The ride of a lifetime The rites of spring of a lifetime The ride of a lifetime The rites of spring of a lifetime [Bridge:] Blondes, brunettes, pa

Mass romantic fool wears Foster Grants His books on tape ring true Like everyone wants to say, "I love you" To someone on the radio, radio The first voice in the hollowed stars Now the one true loves, and author of My Life Among the Kids Who Go

We are champions of red wine, poured all over It's what we're known for, find arms crossed lines Crossed for old times, like starting over Open up the headlamps, be poised to look for You're coming over, you've done your research It has the force of

I'm told the eventual downfall Is just a bill from the restaurant You told me I could order the moon, babe Just as long as as I shoot what I want What the last ten minutes have taught me Bet the hand that your money's on Where the hell have the 70's

Bounce off the walls Valentine, have your fun Light up the floor With your moves, Valentine Do your worst, worst, worst Do your worst, worst, worst Valkyrie, don't go home It's not right, not right Leave with the lights up It's half for me, half for

Out on the waves Over the railing asking the crowd Send you back To stage its sail it's sailing away They left behind Looking for searchlights leading the charge The mass appeal To brilliant bruisers taking the wheel And the sea was alright and it wa

Yes I know it was late We were greeting the sun Before long And you live with someone I live with somebody too Leave it there For safe keeping One of the west village in plains That was the custom Come dawn On the walls of the day In the shade of the

Balancing on one wounded wing Circling the edge of the never-ending The best of the vanished marvels Have gathered inside your door More than begin but less than forget But spirits born from the not happened yet Gathering there to pay off a debt Brou