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PsychRock.com The May Company have a new album out that is both garage raw and mind-bendingly psychedelic! Their first full length under this moniker, TEETH is a fuzzy, swirly rocket ship to mars on one end, and a driving purring ford falcon on the other. Some of the more psychedelic tracks are vaguely reminiscent of Thee Oh Sees, while other more surfy hook-driven tracks lend almost a Black Lips appeal. Any garage rock, psychedelic, surf, or punk listener will be OBSESSED with this album. ~ psychrock.com
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The most psychedelic, fuzztastic garage rock you will hear this year!

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released August 1, 2017

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The May Company Los Angeles, California

Neo-psychedelic-sex-punk for the teenage soul.

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Track Name: The Paradox Drive of Finite Confusion
You wield forgiveness like a scepter\
anointing all your suitors on their knees\
i dont know why you try\
so hard just to deny\
you prefer your love in the form of apologies

You hold your temper like a blood hound
safe beyond the orbit of its leash
it wouldn't be so nice
to be your sacrifice
you prefer your love in the form of an alterpiece

Emotional Oscillator!

You hold the truth like it's a dagger
waiting there to kill beneath its sheath
it comes as no surprise
that you don't recognize
you prefer your love in the form of a tragedy

Emotional Oscillator!!
Track Name: So Stonely
In the bathroom
at the hotel
getting high
instead of dying
see 'em laughin
see em' crying
either way there's
no denying

oh, it's so lonely not being stoned.

if you need to
you can recline
in the tropics
of your own mind
you can breathe it
you can eat it
just another way to need it

oh, it's so lonely not being stoned.

Paranoia!
She's a black witch
Keeping me from
doctor's final stitch
If you see her
She's a fever
Sweat her out
but, don't believe her

oh, it's so lonely not being stoned.

What I would give
just to unwind
anesthetize me
in my ancient kind
Tell me what good
is a clear mind
when a good head
is so hard to find

oh, it's so lonely not being stoned.
Track Name: Building a Box
Building a box goodbye, goodbye
Building a box, goodbye goodbye
Finally in denial all the time

I found the blackest lipstick
Color me to the bone
Just the touch of a pinprick
and I am turned to stone
I want to be unknown!

Building a box goodbye, goodbye
Building a box goodbye, goodbye
Finally in denial all the time

I touched the blackest liquid
Colored me to the bone
Just a couple of stitches
and we can all go home
I want to be unknown

Building a box goodbye, goodbye
Building a box goodbye, goodbye
Finally in denial all the time
Track Name: Good Fruit
I just don't relate to all that praying
I just don't believe a word you're saying
I don't need no father figure
to relieve me of a hair trigger
It's just belief that you are betraying

(Come take a bite of the)
Good fruit. Good fruit. Good fruit.
(come take a bite of the)
good fruit. Good fruit. Good fruit.
Good fruit.

God is just a word to fill a page up
Or maybe it's secured to drive your wage up
All you need to seek the prize out
is to bite your tongue and gauge your eyes out
all the faith you need to turn your rage up.

(come take a bite of the)
Good fruit. Good fruit. Good fruit.
(come take a bite of the)
Good fruit. Good fruit. Good fruit.
Good fruit.
Track Name: Toast n' Gravy in the U.S.A.
Gonna be Elvis
Gonna be Texas
Kiss the mirror
I'm so inlove

Gonna be Grace Slick
Gonna be Memphis
Kiss the mirror
I'm so inlove

(x2)You're gonna wanna have it
My manic is a habit
Your'e gonna want my love
Gonna bust through the attic
Get me a drug habit cause
I can't accept your love

Gonna be Hendrix
Gonna be Vegas
Kiss the mirror
Falling in love

Gonna be T Rex
Gonna be Paris
Kiss the mirror
I'm so inlove

You're gonna wanna have it
My manic is a habit
You're gonna want my love
Gonna bust through the attic
get me a drug habit cause
I can't accept your love

So in love (x16)
Track Name: Hair, hair (is heir)
Hair is heir.
Hair is heir
Everywhere
Heir is heir.

I am Hair
Hair beware
Hear my prayer
Hair is heir
Track Name: Make America Ape Again
What is it in your metal gardens,
not worth you rolling in the mud?
Have you forgotten natures pardons?
or is there poison in your blood?
Now can you follow without hunting?
Can you posses what you don't own?
Or has your shedding been your stunting
there in your garden all alone?
It's not enough.

Gimme dirt, gimme dirt
Gimme dirt, gimme dirt (x2)
I need it. Gotta have it.
Can not do with out.
Gimme dirt, gimme dirt.

When you've forgotten your steal fountains,
you will be perfect and pristine.
Come let your hair down in the mountains,
and let the forest wash you clean.
It's not enough.

Gimme dirt, gimme dirt
Gimme dirt, gimme dirt (x2)
I need it. Gotta have it.
Can not do with out.
Gimme dirt, gimme dirt.
Track Name: Son of the Skies
Open your eyes, Son of the Skies
Are you alive?
ahhhhhhhh
In your stye, so satisfied
breeding a lie
Ahhhhhhh

Breed, breed, breed. Ahhhhh!
Breed, breed, breed. Ahhhhh!

Acid seed! Acid seed! Acid seed! Ahhhh!
Acid seed! Acid seed! Acid seed! Ahhhh!

Open your eyes, Son of the skies
Have you a lie?
Ahhhhhh!
In the night, fever and fright
crawl deep inside.
Ahhhhhhhhh!

Breed, breed, breed. Ahhhhh!
Breed, breed, breed. Ahhhhh!

Acid seed! Acid seed! Acid seed! Ahhhh!
Acid seed! Acid seed! Acid seed! Ahhhh!
Track Name: Corpuscles and Love Muscles
I'm all disillusionment
down to the corpuscle.
And I don't know which broke first-
the logic or the love muscle.

Wild!
Wild!

I'm a transcendentalist.
One step towards quixotic.
And I can't find myself in this
lucid dream narcotic.

Wild!
Wild! (2)

I'm a passive satirist
Stoic as a fossil.
And I don't see myself as this
Apathist Apostle.

Wild! Wild!
Wild! Wild!
Track Name: So Fucking Tired
I'm so fucking tired of waiting for the day to end.
Im so fucking tired of waiting for the day to end.
It's only me and my disease
so often underneath.
A pain that sings like saturns rings
just longing to be free.
From the hum (ah) of the sun.

Hesperides! Hesperides!
You know I love you but I long to be free!
Hesperides!
I love you but the humming won't stop!

I'm so fucking tired of waiting for my brain to bend.
I'm so fucking tired of waiting for my brain to bend.
An arctic ping. A frigid sting.
That wraps me up in sleep.
A thousand leagues beneath the sheets,
so seated in the deep.
But then the hum of the sun.

Hesperides! Hesperides!
You know I love you but I long to be free!
Hesperides!
I love you but the humming won't stop!