New Slang The Shins

New Slang

The Shins

Jerry

5040
0:00 3:44
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: C
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| Am - | -  - | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | C  - | - - |

[Verse 1]
Am               C                  F     C
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
G      C               F         Am
 Only, i don't know how they got out,
G
dear.
Am             C         F       C               G
Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met.
      C           F        Am  G
I was happier then with no mindset.

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

[Verse 2]
Am                 C
New slang when you notice the stripes,
F    C
 the dirt in your fries.
G          C              F
 Hope it's right when you die,
        Am G
old and bony.
Am                 C
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
F  C
 never should have called,
G       C             F            Am G
 but my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.

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

[Solo 1]
                    | F - C - | F C G - |
| C - G C | F - - - | - - C - | F C G - |
| C - G - | - - C - | - - - - | - -

[Verse 3]
Am  Am            C
God speed all the bakers at dawn,
F         C             G
 may they all cut their thumbs,
          C              F           Am        G
and bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.

[Chorus]
G                     C                   F       C
 I'm looking inon the good life I might be doomed never to
find.
G                          C
 Without a trust or flaming fields,
    F    C
am I too dumb to refine?
G                       C
 And if you'd took to me like.
    F         C               F               C
Well I'd have danced like the queen of the eyesores and the
F                C             G
rest of our lives would have fared well.

[Solo 2]
           | G - - - | F - C - | F C G  - |
| C - G  C | F - - - | - - C - | F C G  - |
| C - Am - | G - C - | - - - - | - - Am - |

[Outro]
| C F | C G | C Am | G Am |
| C F | C G | C Am | G C  |

Mesures

[Intro]
| Am - | -  - | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | Am C | F C |
| G  C | Am G | C  - | - - |

[Verse 1]
| Am - | C F  | - C  | G -  |
| C  F | - Am | G Am | - C  |
| F  - | C G  | - C  | F Am |
| G  - |

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 that I was when we met.
I was happier then with no mindset.

[Chorus]
      | G - | - - | C - |
| F C | G - | - - | C - |
| F C | F C | F C | G - |
| G - |

And if you'd took to me like a gull takes to the wind.
Well,
I'd have jumped from my tree and I'd have danced like the
king of the eyesores,
and the rest of our lives would have fared well.

[Verse 2]
       | Am - | C F  | - C  |
| G -  | C  F | - Am | G Am |
| - C  | F  - | C G  | - C  |
| F Am | G  - |

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.

[Chorus]
            | G - | - - |
| C - | F C | G - | - - |
| C - | F C | F C | F C |
| G - | - - |

And if you'd took to me like a gull takes to the wind.
Well,
I'd have jumped from my tree and I'd have danced like the
king of the eyesores,
and the rest of our lives would have fared well.

[Solo 1]
                    | F - C - | F C G - |
| C - G C | F - - - | - - C - | F C G - |
| C - G - | - - C - | - - - - | - -

[Verse 3]
                        Am |
| Am C  | F - | C G | - C  |
| F  Am | G - |

God speed all the bakers at dawn,
may they all cut their thumbs,
and bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.

[Chorus]
            | G - | - - |
| C - | F C | G - | - - |
| C - | F C | G - | - - |
| C - | F C | F C | F C |
| G - |

I'm looking inon the good life I might be doomed never to
find.
Without a trust or flaming fields,
am I too dumb to refine?
And if you'd took to me like.
Well I'd have danced like the queen of the eyesores and the
rest of our lives would have fared well.

[Solo 2]
           | G - - - | F - C - | F C G  - |
| C - G  C | F - - - | - - C - | F C G  - |
| C - Am - | G - C - | - - - - | - - Am - |

[Outro]
| C F | C G | C Am | G Am |
| C F | C G | C Am | G C  |

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