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New Slang

The Shins

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  Intro :                               (x4)   
 Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
 Only i don't know how they got out dear.
 Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
 I was happier then with no mind-set.
 And if you'd 'a took to me like
 A gull takes to the wind.
 Well i'd 'a jumped from my tree
 And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
 And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
 New slang when you notice the stripes the dirt in your fries.
 Hope it's right when you die old and bony.
 Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall never should have called
 But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
 And if you'd 'a took to me like
 A gull takes to the wind.
 Well i'd 'a jumped from my tree
 And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
 And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
 Solo :
e----0h3-0---------1-0--3/5-3-0-------0-----0-3-3/5-5-5-5-3|
B--3-------3-1-0-1--------------3-1-3-----1----------------|
G----------------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------------|
e--5-3-0-------0-------------------------------------------|
B--------3-1-3-------0-1---0-3-1---------------------------|
G------------------2-----0---------------------------------|
D------------------------------------2p0-------------------|
A-----------------------------------------3----3-2---------|
E----------------------------------------------------------|
 God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs
 And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
 I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
 Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine ?
 And if you'd 'a took to me like
 And i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
 And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
 Solo :
e------0-------0-1-0-1-3-5-3---0--------0-0-1-0-1-3-5-3---|
B--0h1---3p1h3-------------------3--1h3-------------------|
G---------------------------------------------------------|
D---------------------------------------------------------|
A---------------------------------------------------------|
E---------------------------------------------------------|
------0---------------------------------------------------|
--1-3---3-1-0---0-1---------------------------------------|
--------------2-------------------------------------------|
----------------------2p0---------------------------------|
--------------------------3---3-2-------------------------|
----------------------------------------------------------|
  Finale :                               (x4)   

New Slang

The Shins

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