New Slang
The Shins"New Slang" is a song by The Shins, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:05 long and contains 26 lines and 241 words.
Lyrics
0:39Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth
0:46Only i don't know how they got out dear
0:51Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met
0:58I was happier then with no mind-set
1:04And if you'd 'a took to me like
1:08A gull takes to the wind
1:12Well i'd 'a jumped from my tree
1:15And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
1:20And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well
1:25New slang when you notice the stripes the dirt in your fries
1:32Hope it's right when you die old and bony
1:37Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
1:41Never should have called
1:44But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely
1:48And if you'd 'a took to me like
1:54A gull takes to the wind
1:58Well i'd 'a jumped from my tree
2:02And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
2:06And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well
2:27God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs
2:36And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away
2:42I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find
2:50Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine
2:57And if you'd 'a took to me like
3:01Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
3:05And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well
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 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
Translation
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