Moves – The New Pornographers

I believe
you’ve had some-
thing that’s mine
all this time.
So to sing along, cry.
Fork it over.

I live among
the alarms.
Where I trip?
Where they sing?
So to sing along, cry.
Hey, come over
Uh Uh – Uh Uh – Uh Oh.
[…]
Slo-o-o-ow do-o-o-own la-a-a-a-die-e-e-es.
Slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ow do-o-o-o-o-o-o-own.
[…]
These things get louder.
So to sing along, cry.
You with all your moves.

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