New Slang Chords by The Shins

[Start]

[Intro]
Am C F C G C Am G
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Am C F C G C Am G
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Am F C G C Am Bm7 Am
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C F C G C Am G C
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[Verse]
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 mindset ■


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


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


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


[Solo]
F C F C G C F C
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F C G C Am G C
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[Verse]
Am               C         F   
Godspeed all the bakers at dawn
C                      G     
May they all cut their thumbs
    C                F              Am   G   
And bleed into their buns 'til they melt away


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


[Solo]
F C F C G C F C
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[Outro]
F C G C Am G C Am
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C F C G C Am G Am
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C F C G C Am G C
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