The Shins – New Slang (Guitar)

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The Shins - New Slang submitted by badfish_313, edited by cerv0. From the album "Oh Inverted World" [Chords] Am x02210 C x32010 F 133211 G 320003 [Intro] Am C F C G C Am G x4 C [Verse 1]
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 took to me like

 F     C            G
A gull takes to the wind

          G           C
Well, I'd jumped from my trees

     F       C               F           C
And I'd have danced like the king of the eyesores

        F           C              G
And the rest of our lives would've 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 bo...ny

Am                 C                F
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall

C               G
Never should've called

    C                F
But my head's to the wall

        Am  G
And I'm lonely
[Chorus]
             G       C
And if you'd took to me like

 F     C            G
A gull takes to the wind

          G           C
Well, I'd jumped from my trees

     F       C               F           C
And I'd have danced like the king of the eyesores

        F           C              G
And the rest of our lives would've fared well
[Solo] G G G F C F G C G F F
F  C  F G
C  Am G C   (hang and walk down to Am)
[Verse 3]
Am               C          F
Godspeed 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

          G               C
Without a trust or flaming fields

     F   C       G
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

F               C                  G
And the rest of our lives would've fared well
[Solo] G G G F C F G C G F F
F  C  F G
C  Am G C   (hang and walk down to Am)
[Outro] Am C F C G C Am G x2 C