New Slang Chords by The Shins

[Start]

[Intro]
G#m B E B F# B F# B
■   ■ ■ ■ ■  ■ ■  ■
F# B F# B G#m7 F# B E
■  ■ ■  ■ ■    ■  ■ ■
B F# B F# B
■ ■  ■ ■  ■


[Verse]
G#m              B              E   
Gold teeth and a curse for this town
B              F#   
Were all in my mouth
B                 E            G#m F#  
Only I don't know how they got out dear
G#m          B        E  
Turn me back into the pet
B             F# 
I was when we met
      B       E            F#     
I was happier then with no mindset
                   B       E
And if you took to me like a
B                 F#  
Gull takes to the wind
                        B       
Well I'd've jumped from my trees
E          B               E           B       
And I'd've danced like the king of the eyesores
        E           B              F#        
And the rest of our lives would've fared well
G#m                B          E      
New slang when you notice the stripes
B                F#   
The dirt in your fries
          B              E           G#m  F#
Hope it's right when you die old and bony ■ 
G#m                B                E   
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
B                 F#    
Never should have called
       B             E            G#m    F#
But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely ■ 


[Chorus]
                   B       E
And if you took to me like a
B                 F#  
Gull takes to the wind
                        B       
Well I'd've jumped from my trees
    E      B               E       B           
And I'd've danced like the king of the eyesores
        E           B              F#        
And the rest of our lives would've fared well


[Solo]
E B E B F# B E B
■ ■ ■ ■ ■  ■ ■ ■
E B F# B G#m F# B
■ ■ ■  ■ ■   ■  ■


[Verse]
G#m              B         E   
Godspeed all the bakers at dawn
B                      F#    
May they all cut their thumbs
    B                E              G#m  F#  
And bleed into their buns 'til they melt away
                      B        
I'm looking in on the good life
        E  B               F#  
I might be doomed never to find
                  B            
Without a trust a flaming field
E    B           F#    
Am I too dumb to refine
                   B      
And if you took to me like
E           B               E            B       
Well I'd've danced like the queen of the eyesores
        E           B              F#        
And the rest of our lives would've fared well


[Outro]
E B E B F# B F# E
■ ■ ■ ■ ■  ■ ■  ■
B E B F# B F# B E
■ ■ ■ ■  ■ ■  ■ ■
B F# B G#m F# G#m B E
■ ■  ■ ■   ■  ■   ■ ■
B F# B F# B
■ ■  ■ ■  ■


[End]