New slang
by The Shins
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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 kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ´a fared well.
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
Well I´d a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ´a fared well.
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 kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ´a fared well.
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
Well I´d a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ´a fared well.