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Marching Orders - The New Pornographers
What do these marching orders mean
Some hackneyed fairy tale I'd move outta their dreams
It's what they do
Stepping to
Marching ten paces in front of you
Let's put this countdown clock away
Unfinished parts of the death ray on the lawn
Let them rust turn to dust
What the heart can't imagine we'll trust
They
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
What do these marching orders say
Spelled out in loud forgotten language they leave
The voice wrecked don't connect
What the fuse was put there to protect
They
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
Come on really lose your voice
Come on really lose it
Come on really lose your voice
Come on really lose it
They
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
They say we can't make this stuff up
But what else could we make
No your marching orders stay
Always despise them anyway
So hell no it won't go
So hell no it won't go
So hell no it won't go
So hell no it won't go
