Your Hands (Together) - The New Pornographers

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-put your hands together for the silver bullet make me

Put the voice of the idol maker rising definite and shaking

Pick your gift for accident for wrapped it in skintight

Pull the strings that make this thing, you pushed with all your might

Crude plays they used to stage (oh my)

You’ve saved the best for later (oh my)

Crude plays, and yet they made you (mine, mine)

(You're mine, mine)

(All mine, mine, all mine)

Put-put-put your hands together for the silver bullet make me

Put-put-put your hands together for the future perfect waiting

You can only cover so much territory of course

Belting carols at the sun about the things you’ve lost

Put-put-put your hands together for the cause and cure is calling

Put-put-put your hands together for the silver bullet falling

Digging through and past the center of the earth go straight

Play the scientist and vandal sweating either way

Crude plays they used to stage (oh my)

You’ve saved the best for later (oh my)

Crude plays, and yet they made you (mine, mine)

(You're mine, mine)

(All mine, mine, all mine)

Crude plays they used to stage (oh my)

You’ve saved the best for later (oh my)

Crude plays, and yet they made you (mine, mine)

(You're mine, mine)

(All mine, mine, all mine)

(All mine, all mine, all mine)