Capricorn

by Happy Fangs

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Mike D. Love at first hear. Just nasty, dirty, heavy rock and roll. That's my descript of a garage rock sound. Pure energy. Chainsaw Kitten/ Fu Manchu kinda stoner fuzz / sludge but faster???? It rocks. Clever lyrics. Favorite track: In The Morning.
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Conan Neutron Look: the perfect blend of shoot from the heart era Bikini Kill, wedded to the majesty of the gigantic desert riffs of QOTSA/Kyuss at all. Killer rock and roll and a deadly live show... they're dangerous... DANGEROUS I TELL YOU!

Tell 'em Protonic Reversal sent ya. Favorite track: In The Morning.
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1.
03:15
I’ve got a little secret That I’m not spilling I’m hot on a scent I can’t stop smelling ‘Cause it’s stuck in route. No, it won’t wash out. Here’s a beat to bop to. There’s a hand to hold. Identify a dance floor. Don't have to go home. So don’t go home. Chorus: I wake up for raw nights I drink up the daylight Stay in my line of sight I’ll be out back when you want to run. Excuse me: do you have a minute to talk about rock & roll? They say the city Has lost its soul Forget the gritty Hello to the money rolls Now I’m on the microphone And you’re listening, So it goes to show. If there’s a space for crazy Then we can all let loose. If there’s a space for lazy Then we can all let juiced. So let’s get juiced. [Chorus] It’s a five-alarm. It’s a five-alarm. Let's go to filthy pieces and start shaking your arms. It’s a five-alarm. It’s a five-alarm. Riot on the dance floor and start shaking your arms.
2.
03:13
Bright young babies Begging for an early show Torch the beehive in the pocket Just to smell the waxy glow. I’ll make songs sweat at 8 hundred 50 hertz The faker my calculations, the more real my just desserts Chorus: I think you’re amazing Hope it’s contagious I can’t do this all alone I think you’re amazing Hope it’s contagious I’m not this good on my own. Strong-willed savior Swallow down your musty ghosts Slosh it into what we make together. Let it dry your throat. Catch the cool breeze coming from my vortex gun. When the danger’s done, Do you think we’ll still have fun? [Chorus] I’m not this good on my own. I can’t do this all alone I didn’t work this hard I didn’t push you this far To turn back now. [Chorus] I’m not this good on my own. I can’t do this all alone
3.
03:20
I grew up birdlike With a skin so thin To a family squawking Serious wisdom When you got something You just can't keep tinned Momma says Better out than in. Better out than in. Chorus: Hiya kaw kaw, kaw kaw, kaw kaw Hiya kaw kaw, kaw kaw, kaw kaw Swallow your sharpness One too many times It'll come to peck you From the gut inside Venom is vicious But that debris in your heart Is like a vulture schooled in martial arts [Chorus] Dollhouse dawn, getting hammered on, dream no no no no no. Fork in your chin with da folks laughing, cry no no no no no. Cut through a snake with butter knife steak, that’s a no no no no no. Dinosaur show with your chocolate beaux, no one said no no no no no. [Chorus]
4.
You. You came in. You sat slouched. And said what you needed to. And I knew. This one’s slick. This one’s strange. But he is just my style. Because. You know that I am weird. You know that I am wild. I’m never no one's perfect child. But. I think I smell a match, About ready to spark, Or maybe that’s fire. Good luck's really not the phrase. More like finding car keys in the haze. Oh. Am I essential? You’re one potential. ‘Cause I can’t live without you. Point. To what you want. Your favorite flaunt. And then follow that finger. To your desired destination. No shipwrecking vacation. And then gimme a call. Because I know All about the fate. All about the bait. And the patience that it takes. The-big hang-around & wait That often takes the place Of an action-studded state. Boredom’s really not the word. More like avoiding the absurd. Oh. Am I essential? You’re one potential. I can’t live without you. Chorus: As the months pass As I fear less I have to ask Am I essential? As the months pass As I fear less I have to ask Am I essential? Are you doubtful on which way this should go. And if so, was that display just all for show? Because you know: I see through all your ritz & the glam. I see the sweetness I need Not some industry man. [Chorus]
5.
03:24
We were young and stable But not your average cosmonauts. You expected all our gifts, but I would never gift a plot. If I'd been calmer, would you keep me as your claim? Chorus: How could I know, How could I know, How could I know, This would play out the cliché way Oh! How could I know! This would go! And play out the cliché way Dreams the size of comets Spiraled all around our ship In the silence, sore from smiling We forced a steady clip. I'm not a martyr. I can speak up when I am told. [Chorus]
6.
02:31
Lone Wolves Sixth sense, Black lungs Eighteen with a silver tongue Magnetic, Red eyes. With desires to disguise. Chorus: Scars fade, but rebels won’t. Dead weights with empty souls. They leave us in the cold. We can find our own way home. Lone wolves. Lone wolves. Lone wolves with no rules. New age, Black eyes Faithfully baptized No heroes, no brands. I've got eyes on the back of my hands [Chorus] Lone wolves are never truly alone United by what keeps us on our own. New rage, Black skies. Faithfully chastised. No zeros, no plans. I've got lies on the back of my hands Can’t stand it. Won’t go away. Fight for flight. Flight for right. Can’t stand it. Won’t go away. Fight for flight. Flight for right. New rage, Black skies. Faithfully chastised. No zeros, no plans. I've got lies on the back of my hands
7.
I am not a stranger to the games you play. These blue eyes can see through you And won’t meet you halfway. A damsel’s pile of rocks to move could be a hero’s climb. My dance card does not fill with fools, So please don’t waste my time. Chorus: In the morning, in the morning, when you rise. Will you be the swatter Or Will you be the fly? You can fly. I am not an expert but I must voice concerns Befriend yourself a pyro You will third-degree your burns. Don’t forget the danger with thinking you can save All the crumbling leaves, bombing off a burning branch. [Chorus] Can’t take your pride. Can’t waste your time. Can’t take your pride. [Chorus] In the morning, in the morning, when I rise. Will I be the swatter or will I be the fly? You can waste my time.
8.
02:57
I want to tell you Something that might, might scare you I want to tell you the truth You’re gonna fall, gonna fall. Gonna fall in a well. Nobody gonna save you. No hell. Fall, fall, fall, fall, so far. Fall. Fall. Fall so far. Through the drains and the pipes to the ocean Nobody's gonna see you til you’re floating. Ones that do will be breathing through their gills. I'm the girl on the rocky bluff half babe, half fishy stuff. All lonely. Not homely. You wanna be my one and only. But the girls you have hurt have told me You need to hear a siren sing Chorus: Fuck, yeah, you know it. Fuck, yeah. you show it. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Fuck, yeah, you knew it. Fuck, yeah. you blew it. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Think you know. Thinking so. Think you know. Oh, oh, you think you know. Going overboard on the love boat Oh, oh, you think you know. No mermaid in her right mind will go. No mermaid in her right mind would know No ya no ya no ya no ya don’t. [Chorus] Fuck, yeah, you know it. Fuck, yeah. you show it. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh.
9.
Can you want what you already have. As selfish as it sounds, you know. Anticipation digs its hole Alone. Chorus: Desired fire torch the bed we’ve worked to earn. Leave me. Stranded naked. Desired fire. Controlled burn. To love is have But to want is too grand when you know it can’t be yours alone. Owning doesn’t mean you get to control. [Chorus] Hot. hot. hot. Mystery’s not going to new places. It’s seeing us with new eyes. Sex is not a thing to me. It’s a place I wanted go. Again. [Chorus] Desired fire. Controlled burn. Go oh go.

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released January 27, 2015

Happy Fangs is Rebecca Bortman, Michael Cobra, & Jess Gowrie. All songs written by the band in San Francisco & Sacramento. Produced by Lance Jackman at The Dock Studio in Sacramento.

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Happy Fangs San Francisco, California

"A raucous force of noisy guitar and anthemic vocals that thrill me like the late-1970s sounds of X-Ray Spex, Siouxsie, & Suburban Lawns." Boing Boing

Happy Fangs is a war-painted and wiry rock trio. Rebecca brings her high-energy vocals. Mr. Cobra brings his grit-pop guitar. Jess brings her hard-hitting melodic beats.
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