The New Pornographers - Moves lyrics

I believe you've had something that's mine
All this time slow to singalong crawl
Fork it over

I live among the alarms
Where I trip, where they sing
Slow to singalong crawl hey, come over
Uh uh uh uh uh oh

Up the hill goes the typewriter-ed beat
Of my step slow to singalong crawl
Undiscovered

And all the years at quarter speed
Haloed and trembling clean
Slow to singalong crawl turning over

Uh uh uh uh uh oh

Slow down ladies slow down
These things get louder


These things get louder

The live alarms and your true villain love
Are kept at bay slow to singalong crawl
Like you wrote this
Will the beams be broke and crossed
Motion sensed, it's all heat
Slow to singalong crawl it's not over

Uh uh uh uh uh oh

Slow down ladies slow down
These things get louder
These things get louder

Slow to singalong crawl
Slow to singalong crawl

You with all your moves
You with all your moves
You with all your moves
You with all your moves
You with all your moves

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