Lyrics Clockwise - The New Pornographers

Clockwise

We were not quite young when you’d call it clockwise
Go unchallenged in the light of the life
In the struggle to rule the second string
In the valley of the middle fingers
In the valley of lead singers
We are not quite done, you could call it clockwise
Power surges and the backups are fried
We are live with «We Brought from the Blue»
In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers
In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers
We were not quite done, yeah, you call it clockwise
Hold the looking glass up to your eyes
See The Saviors are still asleep in the men’s
See invaders that look like their dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers
In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers
Low life, low lowlife
Low life, low lowlife
Low life, low lowlife
Low life, low lowlife
We were not quite fun, you could call it clockwise
Allow me here to accept the demise
Accept it proudly on your behalf
As you over steer, every star turn in here
In the valley of lead singers
In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers
In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers
In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
In the valley of lead singers