New Slang

[Intro] Am  C  F  C  G  C  Am  G
        Am  C  F  C  G  C  Am  G
        Am  C  F  C  G  C  Am  G
        Am  C  F  C  G  C  Am  G
        C

Am               C              
Gold teeth and a curse for this 
F         C          G
town were all in my mouth
     C            F             
Only, i don't know how they got 
Am    G
out, dear
Am            C       F         
Turn me back into the pet that i
C            G
 was when we met
   C           F           Am    G
I was happier then with no mind-set
G                       C
And if you'd 'a took to me like
   F     C           G
A gull takes to the wind
G                        C
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
     F          C         F      
And i'd a danced like the king of
     C
 the eyesores
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        F            C            
And the rest of our lives would 'a
     G
 fared well

Am                C        
New slang when you notice the 
      F           C            G
stripes, the dirt in your fries
       C                 F      
Hope it's right when you die, 
Am      G
old and bony
Am               C               
Dawn breaks like a bull through 
    F
the hall
   C              G
Never should have called
         C            F           
But my head's to the wall and i'm 
Am   G
lonely

G                       C
And if you'd 'a took to me like
   F     C           G
A gull takes to the wind
G                        C
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
     F          C         F      
And i'd a danced like the king of
     C
 the eyesores
        F            C            
And the rest of our lives would 'a
     G
 fared well

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Am                C          F  
God speed all the bakers at dawn
          C              G
 may they all cut their thumbs
          C          F            
And bleed into their buns 'till 
    Am    G
they melt away
G                      C         
I'm looking in on the good life i
     F          C         G
 might be doomed never to find
G                    C           
Without a trust or flaming fields
     F      C        G
 am i too dumb to refine?
G                      C
And if you'd 'a took to me like
      F         C            F   
Well i'd a danced like the queen 
         C
of the eyesores
         F            C           
And the rest of our lives would 'a
   G
 fared well

[Solo]