Lyrics New Slang - Luke Sital-Singh

New Slang

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 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 of called
but my heads 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 the 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 too 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