Them Crooked Vultures - New Fang








New fang, no thang. 

Had it made to parade, 

found a sucker, now I want another. 



Stand up, step aside, 

open wide, handing out and on 

Until the feelings gone 



Want to? Yes, I do. Wanna learn, 

taking turns getting carpet burns. 



Loose lips, lipstick spit. 

Come or go, 

I think it's both I gotta know. 



Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand, 

I think you've got me confused with a better man. 

Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand, 

I know you've got me confused... 



for a better man. 



No slack, cadillac, couldn't quit, gums flap so 

Here's your teeth back 

Accept what I left far behind in a time 

when my mind was like a landmine. 

Tailgate, by the lake, too much, too young, 

every button gonna come undone. 

Tightrope, no joke, nothing left, so you go baroque. 



Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand, 

I think you've got me confused with a better man. 

Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand, 

I know you've got me confused... 



New fang, passing over 

No point waiting around for 

New fang passing over 

No more waiting around-ah 

New fang, New fang 

They can't wait, no-oh 

New fang, newwwwww