back to
Cleopatra Records
We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

TEETH

by The May Company

supported by
nicknorod
nicknorod thumbnail
nicknorod Don't ever stop making music! The music industry is brutal, but there is nothing like being able to express yourself with songs.
PsychRock.com
PsychRock.com thumbnail
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
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $9 USD  or more

     

1.
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!!
2.
So Stonely 02:54
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.
3.
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
4.
Good Fruit 02:30
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.
5.
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)
6.
Hair is heir. Hair is heir Everywhere Heir is heir. I am Hair Hair beware Hear my prayer Hair is heir
7.
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.
8.
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!
9.
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!
10.
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!

about

The most psychedelic, fuzztastic garage rock you will hear this year!

credits

released August 1, 2017

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

The May Company Los Angeles, California

garage punk religiosity

contact / help

Contact The May Company

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

The May Company recommends:

If you like The May Company, you may also like: