Ooh! Sumthin' New
(One, two, three, fuck you)
(One, two, fuck)
Take me to somewhere new
Different than the city and different than school
Show me some cool new stuff
The charts and the playlists, fuck the music taste stuff
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I'll talk to you
Hi
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want somethin' new
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me hang out with your friends
These industry players always playin' pretend
You're an artist, and you look great
But your Instagram's not a personality trait
Ooh-ooh-ooh, give us the truth (I think I'm bored of you)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want somethin' new, babe
Oh, dear whoever, should I stop trying?
Everyone's on trend
Every song sounds the same
Some art form is surely dying
Sincerely, a poser who loves to complain
Ugh
Let's drive out to the sea
Trade the DJ for birds and the people for trees
And I refuse to go back to my house
There's a time to get goin', and that time is now
Ooh-ooh-ooh, quit frontin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh, but you, you've got somethin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want something new! Woo!
Stop, stop (okay, hold on, hold on) stop
(Give me a second)
One, two, three, woo!
Ooh, yeah
Drums
Now this part
If y'all made it to this part, man
Then you made it
To the best part of the song
One, two, three, four
Guitar!
Alright
Alright, I'm done
(One, two, fuck)
Take me to somewhere new
Different than the city and different than school
Show me some cool new stuff
The charts and the playlists, fuck the music taste stuff
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I'll talk to you
Hi
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want somethin' new
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me hang out with your friends
These industry players always playin' pretend
You're an artist, and you look great
But your Instagram's not a personality trait
Ooh-ooh-ooh, give us the truth (I think I'm bored of you)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want somethin' new, babe
Oh, dear whoever, should I stop trying?
Everyone's on trend
Every song sounds the same
Some art form is surely dying
Sincerely, a poser who loves to complain
Ugh
Let's drive out to the sea
Trade the DJ for birds and the people for trees
And I refuse to go back to my house
There's a time to get goin', and that time is now
Ooh-ooh-ooh, quit frontin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh, but you, you've got somethin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want something new! Woo!
Stop, stop (okay, hold on, hold on) stop
(Give me a second)
One, two, three, woo!
Ooh, yeah
Drums
Now this part
If y'all made it to this part, man
Then you made it
To the best part of the song
One, two, three, four
Guitar!
Alright
Alright, I'm done
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Burg
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