Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Slang, artist - Pickin' On Series. Album song The Bluegrass Tribute to The Shins, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 08.01.2007
Record label: CMH
Song language: English
New Slang |
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh |
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh |
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 mindset |
And if you took to me like |
A gull takes to the wind |
Well, I’d’ve jumped from my trees |
And I’d’ve danced like the king of the eyesores |
And the rest of our lives would’ve 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 took to me like |
A gull takes to the wind |
Well, I’d’ve jumped from my trees |
And I’d’ve danced like the king of the eyesores |
And the rest of our lives would’ve fared well |
Godspeed all the bakers at dawn |
May they all cut their thumbs |
And bleed into their buns |
'Til they melt away |
I’m looking in on the good life |
I might be doomed never to find |
Without a trust, a flaming field |
Am I too dumb to refine? |
And if you took to me like |
Well, I’d’ve danced like the queen of the eyesores |
And the rest of our lives would’ve fared well |
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh |
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh |