I'm kicking off my weekend with 'Electric Version' by New Pornographers

[Richardo]

I'm in power pop heaven O8)

The sound of God is the screech of tires,
lights and magnets,
bolts and wires,
strayed from the road, this very one
Still to come,

the sound of tires is the sound of God,
the electric version
The power and blood will pulse through your song,
just as long as it
sounds lost, sounds lost, sounds lost,
streaming out of the magnets

Strung together like Christmas lights,
twelve whole seconds of history might
lead you from where you went off the track
welcome back

Our electric version calls,
you alone create the full
spectrum of light, so what could go wrong?
Just as long as it
sounds lost, sounds lost, sounds lost
streaming out of the magnets

The card you're dealt by the crowd goes wild,
make believe you are an only child
Here are the clothes, please put them on
Still to come,
a new parade of faith and sparks,
the electric version harks
back to the day when there was no wrong
just as long as it
sounds lost, sounds lost, sounds lost
streaming out of the magnets

Have a good weekend all! :hi: