Testo 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 fucked my music taste up
Ooh, I'll talk to you (Hi)
Ooh, I want something new

Let me hang out with your friends
These industry players always playing pretend
You're an artist
And you look great
But your Instagram's not a personality trait

Ooh give us the truth
(I think I'm bored of you)
Ooh I want something new

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

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 going
And that time is now

Ooh, quit frontin'
Ooh, but you, you've got something
Ooh, I want something new, woo

Stop, stop, stop (Okay, hold on, hold on, hold on)
Wait a second (Hold on)
Yeah-yeah

One, two, three, whoo!
Yeah!
Ow!
(Ooh)

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!
Whoo
Alright