Put-put-put your hands together
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For the silver bullet make me
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Put-put-put your heads together
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For the cause and cure we're waiting
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Digging through and past the center
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Of the earth go straight
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Play the scientist and vandal
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Sweating either way
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Put-put-put your hands together
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For the silver bullet make me
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Put the voice of the idol maker
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Rising definite and shaking
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Pick your gift for accident for
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Wrapped it in skintight
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Pull the strings that make this thing
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You pushed with all your might
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Crude plays they used to stage (oh my)
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You've saved the best for later (oh my)
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Crude plays, and yet they made you mine (Mine)
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(You're mine, mine
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All mine, mine, all mine)
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Put-put-put your hands together
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For the silver bullet make me
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Put-put-put your hands together
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For the future perfect waiting
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You can only cover so much territory of course
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Belting carols at the sun about the things you've lost
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Put-put-put your hands together
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For the cause and cure is calling
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Put-put-put your hands together
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For the silver bullet falling
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Digging through and past the center
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Of the earth go straight
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Play the scientist and vandal
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Sweating either way
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Crude plays they used to stage (oh my)
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You've saved the best for later (oh my)
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Crude plays, and yet they made you mine (mine)
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(You're mine, mine
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All mine, mine, all mine)
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[repeat]
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Your Hands (Together)
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| The New Pornographers |
