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New Slang Chords

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Am               C                         F
Gold teeth and a curse for this town 
C                    G                                
Were all in my mouth
     C                     F                   Am   G
Only I don't know how they got out, dear
Am                  C         F
Turn me back into the pet 
C                    G
I was when we met
C                   F                     Am   G
I was happier then with no mind set

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

Verse 2:
Am                 C                        F
New slang when you notice the stripes
C                       G
The dirt in your fries
     C                               F
Hope it's right when you die
Am      G
Old and bony
Am                 C                               F
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
          C            G
Never should'a called
    C                         F
But my heads to the wall
        Am  G
And I'm lonely

Chorus

Verse 3:
Am                C                     F
God speed all the baker's at dawn
                   C            G
May they all cut their thumbs
    C                         F
And bleed into their buns 
           Am   G
'Till they melt away

Chorus 2:
G                     C    
I'm looking in on the good life
           F               C              G
I might be doomed never to find
                           C
Without a trust or flaming fields 
         F       C          G
Am I too dumb to refine?
                                  C
And if you'd a took to me like 
     F                     C        F                    C
Well I'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores 
F                              C                  G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well


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