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
