New Fang - Them Crooked Vultures

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 for a better man

Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand

Said you got me confused, ah

I ain’t 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’ve gone baroque

Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand

Said 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 pressing down on

No more waiting around for

New fang pressing down on

No more waiting around for

New fang, new fang

Ain’t gonna wait, no

New fang, new, ah

Ain’t gonna wait no more