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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 & on
Until the feeling's 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,
Say you've got me confused... ah

...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...

Don't go, oh no

New fang pressing down low
No more waiting around for

New fang pressing down, ah
No more waiting around, ah

New fang
New fang
They gonna wait?
No

New fang
New...
They gonna wait no more