Sharks 7"

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02:37

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released 11 July 2011

Danny Bobbe: Vocals, guitar
Jon Perry: Guitar, vocals
Greg Katz: Bass, vocals
Harlow Rodriguez: Drums

"Sharks" by Bobbe and Perry
"Lipsmack" by Bobbe

Recorded, mixed and produced by Nick Tipp
Mastered by Mark Chalecki
Recorded at The Village in Los Angeles

Design: Traci Larson
Photography: Danny Bobbe

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Track Name: Sharks
Tell Eason we're all OK
Tell Eason too
Goddamn sharks got in our way
Goddamn tide too

Flesh fell from off the bone
It fell towards the moon
C'est la vie, so it goes
It goes towards the moon

It goes towards the moon
It goes towards the moon
It goes towards the moon
It goes towards the moon

Tell Eason I'm on the phone
Tell Eason please
Hard part's so out of the way
And I'm coming clean

Got stuck in aeroplanes
And in cities
I'll do whatever it takes
It takes a symphony

It takes a symphony
It takes a symphony
It takes a symphony
It takes a symphony

Tell Eason we're all OK
Tell Eason too
Goddamn sharks got in our way
Goddamn tide too
Track Name: Lipsmack
Seems just like to me
Ancient -ography
Cutting up the sands to pacify the –

Feel like I should say
I ain't your -opoly
Buying up the slums
Pouring out your TV

Your lips smack
Behind my back
Keeping them so glossed it's hard to watch you talk
You got us beat red, black and blue
Like to keep you closer
Settle within –

Just to let you know
I ain't your therapy
That's not a couch to lay on
I do not want your chaos

To be clear,
It's not an -obia
Crawling down the walls
Dressing up like clowns

I hear
Your lips smack
Behind my back
Keeping them so glossed it's hard to watch you talk
You got us hard up against the wall
And we don't feel like that's respectful at all

It must be all for show
It must be all for show
You're coming off so sure
You're coming off so sure

It must be all for show
It must be all for show
You're coming off so sure
You're coming off so sure

Seems just like to me
Ancient -ography
Cutting up the sands to pacify the –

Feel like I should say
I ain't your -opoly
Buying up the slums
Pouring out your TV

Your lips smack
Behind my back
Keeping them so glossed it's hard to watch you talk
You got us beat red, black and blue
Like to keep you closer
Settle within view

It must be all for show
It must be all for show
You're coming off so sure
You're coming off so sure

It must be all for show
It must be all for show
You're coming off so sure
You're coming off so sure