Boys

by Crocodiles

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Crocodiles have always traveled their own particular road of excess; playing, recording, dreaming and scheming in various far-flung corners of the globe. For their fifth album Boys, the boys decamped to Mexico City where producer Martin Thulin captured this psych-pop masterpiece. Trashy in some places and beautiful in others, this colorful album sees the band revisiting familiar Crocodilian themes that have earned them worldwide acclaim while also cooking with many new flavors.Take the salsa-punk of tracks like “Crybaby Demon” or “Kool TV”; noisy guitars mesh with Latin rhythms to create a new sound that can only be described as “muy chingón!” Beautifully lush soundscapes on “The Boy Is a Tramp,” “Don’t Look Up” and “Blue” are sure to seduce the listener. “Foolin’ Around” is a bonkers car-crash of influences, something the punks can do The Hustle to. Crocodiles’ bizarro-pop craftsmanship shines brightly on “Peroxide Hearts,” “Transylvania” and “Hard.”Boys is an album for boys and for girls and for boy-girls and mutants, back-alley poets, thieves, space cadets and alien babes, righteous tricksters, sonic deviants, and everything in between. But most of all, Boys is an album for you.

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released May 11, 2015

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Track Name: Crybaby Demon
Crybaby demon with her plastic rose
did she let thorns tear her up head to toe

Fallen angel Sorrow with her perfume rose
it slithers like a snake into her nose

and she gets so high
she don’t even notice me when I pass her by

She’s the saint of garbage lying in her bed
did I let her holiness go to my head?

She’s the virgin Sorrow, swallows up my trash
for now she’s wide awake but soon she’ll crash

and she gets so high
she don’t even notice me when I pass her by

Down on the street I’m just another creep!
Down on the street that’s where we meet
Track Name: Foolin Around
Hey look
What's that sound?
Everybody's just foolin’ around
In the clubs
On them drugs
Everybody loves messin’ up

Let me know where you are
If you need some good advice
You know I'm not far
So don’t be cold as ice

Hey look
What's that sound?
Everybody's just foolin’ around
Hey man
What looks good?
Let me see what's under your
Your hood

Hey look
What's that sound?
Everybody loves foolin’ around
Track Name: Do the Void
Something in the air swallows up the tongue
you pour your eyeballs over scenes of syphilitic fun
kiss the halo, it’s just a sun who knows where he can’t shine
all you boys are rebels (it’s a way to pass the time)
they do the void

200 below on the iceberg of the bed
where all the sycophants give each other head
wear the halo like a ring on your wedding day
the girls are sharp like razorblades in the wedding cake
they do the void

they do the freeze, they’re numb above the knees
everything and nothing pleases them
they do the stranger, they have no sense of danger
pills and powders rearranges them

do the void!
Track Name: The Boy Is a Tramp
Where were you when I wrote this song
Were you sleeping inside of a disco ball
With an even stranger face painted on the wall
So this is it

When I feel like I'm five miles tall
I can crawl through a crack in your psychic head
And trace on your body what the tarot cards have said

But before you turn off the lamp
Just remember the boy in your bed
He is just a tramp

There he is
Watch his eyes cast a leer
He's as friendly as cave full of laughing bats
He's as subtle as brick or an airplane crash
But he's true

Just remember the boy in your head
The boy's just a tramp
The boy is a tramp

But before you go holding his hand
Just remember the boy in your life
He's just a tramp

The boy is a tramp
The boy is a tramp
Track Name: Hard
Shy boy
City at night
Sewn-on girls
And whirling knives
Is that your game?
No ones to blame

A creature soul
You can't control
Dial tone eyes
They remain on hold
So full of lust
Devoid of trust

Hey boy
Why you gotta be so hard?
Hey boy
Why you gotta be so hard?

Young boy
Giving good head
Your soul is alive
Let it sing to the dead
Pounding a beat
Boots on your feet

Hey boy
Why you gotta be so hard?
Hey boy
Why you gotta be so hard?

The streets might make you
But a heart will break you tonight
The girls might hit you
But the boys will stitch you up tight

Catch him down
At Heathers tonight
The sun is just a crack
In the moon's behind
Your glory shows
In lurid codes
Track Name: Blue
I once had a friend
And in our world colored with sin
We pushed back our skin
Just to consume the fire within

Blue is the moon
In the mirror at night
In this lonely palace
Where we drink
Until we lose all sight

Blue, blue

Years chained up in shame
Nothing but family to blame
Now when darkness arrives
It swallows all that lived inside

Blue is the moon
At my window at night
In this lonely palace
Where we drink
Until we lose all sight

Blue, blue
Track Name: Kool TV
Watch me being born, back to the beginning
they all had me sworn in, mother’s flower’s grinning
I’m taking over
I’m taking over KOOL TV

In Cyclops, Pennsylvania they said I was a traitor
now the ants are on the swarm, I’m the exterminator
I’m taking over
I’m taking over KOOL TV

See me on the screen
Closer, Billy Close
the host with the most

I’m taking over
I’m taking over KOOL TV

See me on the screen
Closer, Billy Close
the host with the most

Show the world exactly who you are
Show the world exactly why you star
on KOOL TV with me
Track Name: Peroxide Hearts
In the corner of a bleak room
the aluminium wheelchair and the blind groom
who hears the faucet and thinks she’s drowning
it’s just a cover to conceal her lover,
the invisible doctor;
it would shock her if she could see
he’s as vile as she

A dark theatre, a dull glow
illuminates the nothing and casts a shadow
he finds seductive, he wants to own her
he pays his dollar but it’s just to watch her,
his cherub vice;
he didn’t think twice but now he sees
she’s a vile as he

all we are - peroxide hearts
there’s somethings that you can’t bleach away
Track Name: Transylvania
I first saw you at the Stud through the half shut eyes
and lightning bolts shot through my blood to my surprise
but I didn’t feel ashamed, in the dark it all felt the same

You zipped me up in your bag, I didn’t mind your plan
cuz sometimes it’s such a drag to be a man
you said “let’s go to where my gang runs the show”

yeah I wanna go to Transylvania
that’s where I wanna be
where a boy can be free
where a boy can be

It felt really weird when your make up smeared
all over my face, how strange
all my senses rearranged

yeah I wanna go to Transylvania
that’s where I wanna be
where a boy can be free
where a boy can be she

it’s a royal pain, yeah
to be so vain, yeah
but no one blames ya
not in transylvania
not in transylvania

whoo! deep in my family of fun
with my perfume and my gun
new queen Miss 45
it feels good to be alive!
Track Name: Don't Look Up
Fall into the arms of machines of loving grace
Satellite sun beams rays to dry tears from your face

holy love, it radiates from the telephone
we’re all together cuz we’re all alone

Don’t look up
hide your eyes
lock up your gaze
don’t feel strange

It’s all brand new when your face is cast in blue,
Don’t look up