All The Things That You Believe

by The Hell Yeah Babies

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1.
Attababy 03:30
When you know that you're too old for Tiger Beat to touch And you can't read the new GQ because it hurts you too much When you crash into your bed and wish that daytime was the dream Don't kiss the third rail Don't drown in your cocktail Every day is like a rollercoaster You get dressed and then it's all downhill from there You don't feel as good as you've been looking You're depressed And your room is a mess See the leaves in your tea ain't the sign that you need Why can't God throw you just one bone But then you find out you got twenty bucks more than you thought And even the gutters start singing Attababy But you can't slow Can't slow down now Attababy But you don't touch Touch those brakes Casanova cosplay takes the edge off Go on dates, you're treading water again OkCupid and a little Four Loko They're your paints And you're Picasso Van Gogh And the girls on the street gotcha heart playing blast beats But their kisses don't pay rent It's such a shame cuz they say you're gonna be famous But you can't prove them right on your knees Attababy But you can't slow Can't slow down now Attababy But you don't touch Touch those brakes I’m so easy to love But so hard to live with Well I’m a loser, you knew it But you got to admit that it’s cute when I do it Attababy But you can't slow Can't slow down now Attababy But you don't touch Touch those brakes And you know some day soon You'll wake up with your face on the moon Attababy but you can’t slow down now Attababy don’t touch those brakes Attababy pop another blue bomber Attababy do whatever it takes
2.
Dog of War 04:06
Blow the candles out I don't even wanna see your face no more I refuse to be a sad disgrace no more I don't even wanna try I was so devout I was dedicated to your cause for sure Blood was rushing I was mad and armed for war I would set the world alight But you wouldn’t fight for me You'd rather wait and see How long I'd stay content to be Your soldier Let slip your dog of war Hang my leash on the door Let the revolution work your will If that's all I'm good for Here among the poor Sad despicable oppressive misinformed Must be hard for you to bite your tongue secure In the promise that you're right, and everyone is Wrong, you know the truth You decide what's problematic and uncouth You're the voice of the dramatic Twitter youth And you're marching in tonight Oh I'm not qualified to stand Your second in command I can only be your crying shoulder Let slip your dog of war Hang my leash on the door Let the revolution work your will If that's all I'm good for Let slip your dog of war I won't serve another tour Let the revolution foot the bill If that's all I'm good for Oh I believe In all the things that you believe But you don't seem to think you need Compassion for your enemy Your enemy And everyone’s your enemy Let slip your dog of war Hang my leash on the door Let the revolution work your will If that's all I'm good for Let slip your dog of war I won't serve another tour Let the revolution foot the bill If that's all I'm good for Let slip your dog of war Hang my leash on the door Let the revolution work your will If that's all I'm good for Well I believe In all the things that you believe But you don't seem to think you need Compassion for your enemy Whoa oh oh oh oh
3.
It was rule number one Back on that summer night when we first touched We're only having fun This thing is not supposed to mean that much But now the blindfold is falling And something more than sweat is running down our cheeks I may have wanted you crawling I never meant to make your knees be quite so weak We played together a few too many nights We went and tied the knots a little too tight We never wanted to fall in love, but I guess That's why they call them beginner's cuffs We seem so perfectly vanilla Young clever independent people without much time More "Human Nature" than "Thriller" Til you say "yours" and I say "mine" and we both go and lose our minds But now my engine is stalling For once I don't know just how tight I want you bound There's no next hand so I'm all in No word is safe enough to stop us falling down, now We played together a few too many nights We went and tied the knots a little too tight We never wanted to fall in love, but I guess That's why they call them beginner's cuffs We played together a few too many nights We went and tied the knots a little too tight We never wanted to fall in love, but I guess that’s why That's why they call them beginner's cuffs Oh yeah
4.
Cigarettes and stealing glances on the patio The party’s fine but the coven say it’s time to go Santal and lace, such a pretty face I try to call but you’re always on the other line I try to sleep but I’m dreaming of you all the time You know the boys adore you It’s too bad that they all bore you You could be my vampire girlfriend Forever caught up in your whirlwind On Friday nights when your sister lets you use the car Pick up your friends, sneak them into a fancy bar Red high-heeled shoes and a new tattoo Summer break at the lake, nearly 3 a.m Take off our clothes, no one knows, for a little swim Everyone is diving under While I just sit and wonder You could be my vampire girlfriend Forever caught up in your whirlwind Come and find me any time You can suck anything you want Oh girlfriend, I’ll be your Belmont She’s comin’ around, she’s comin' around I think I’m falling in love again She’s comin’ around, my head’s full of sound She’s in my blood and under my skin She’s comin’ around, she’s comin' around I think I’m falling in love again She’s comin’ around, my head’s full of sound She’s in my blood and [screams] Oh Adelaide, don’t feel so down I know that life gets hard You cut your hair and changed your name That only goes so far You’ve got me in your thrall I don’t care if it’s twee as long as You can see me When you need me You could be my vampire girlfriend Forever caught up in your whirlwind Come and find me any time You can suck anything you want Oh girlfriend, I’ll be your Belmont Vampire! Girlfriend! Vampire! Girlfriend! She’s comin’ around, she’s comin' around I think I’m falling in love again
5.
Some of my friends They don't understand Why you got nobody Holding your hand I’d never set you up You take your time, that’s fine Except the graveyard shift You got a life divine You say paramours Are a waste of expensive lingerie But to all of them You’re the one who got away Post-Punk, Post-Love That’s an efficient turn of phrase To codify your raison d’etre Post-Punk, Post-Love Making nights of all your days You’re Hecate hyphenate You keep pulling those cards Hoping they’ll come up hearts But the spread says death Comes before the lovers So don’t turn over the others With the sound compressed No more whiplash stress All the highs and lows Are just so overrated Now you’re desaturated You say paramours Are a waste of expensive lingerie But to all of them You’re the one who got away Post-Punk, Post-Love That’s an efficient turn of phrase To codify your raison d’etre Post-Punk, Post-Love Making nights of all your days You’re Hecate hyphenate You may lay your body down But you won't lay your heart out on the line Some of my friends They still hang around I guess they're hopin you'll check The lost and found Post-Punk, Post-Love That’s an efficient turn of phrase To codify your raison d’etre Post-Punk, Post-Love Making nights of all your days You’re Hecate hyphenate You may lay your body down But you won't lay your heart out on the line Every time Putting on the bravest face But you don't have the courage to decide And I know why
6.
Good morning, love, I hope you slept alright We've got a long hot summer day ahead of us We're gonna run across the High Line all along the West Side And dive back East where the drinks are cheap And the choice of music doesn't bother me Tonight, we'll stay out past the subway We’ll ride home in some stranger's car but that's okay because New York and I love you And no other pair could ever do We're just where everyone else wishes they could be, yeah New York and I love you And the two of us are gonna stay with you Until the Atlantic Ocean rises And gentrifies us for the sea Broadway's still out of reach but the lottery's just a couple bucks each Who knows, maybe we'll get lucky this time Show me all your old haunts, your favorite Indian restaurant The place where they still know your name Even though you barely look the same This city changes every day around you To me, it'll always be the place where I first found you New York and I love you And no other pair could ever do We're just where everyone else wishes they could be, yeah New York and I love you And the two of us are gonna stay with you Until the Atlantic Ocean rises And gentrifies us for the See what I mean This is bigger than just you and me You were born here, I was reborn here I don't ever wanna leave Good morning love, good morning love Wake up, it’s summer for the three of us New York and I love you And no other pair could ever do We're just where everyone else wishes they could be New York and I love you And the two of us are gonna stay with you Until the Atlantic Ocean rises And gentrifies us for the sea New York and I love you New York and I love you
7.
Tell me that you want me Tell me all the time Tell me I’m the only One on your mind Tell me that you love me After the second date Take me back to your bedroom No one can make us wait It’s too late Cause when I’m with you I see Stars in my eyes From a love concussion Drunk all the time From a love concussion Strung out, wrung out With no interruption When you think about me, when you talk about me Laughing at my black eye At the neighborhood bar Hotbox wearing knee socks In the backseat of your car Take me to the movies You can feel me up in the dark, oh oh Make me feel seventeen again Swept away right from the start It’s not hard Cause when I’m with you I see Stars in my eyes From a love concussion Drunk all the time On a love concussion Strung out, wrung out With no interruption When you think about me, when you talk about me If it takes me all night Or the rest of my life I just wanna be yours forever Do you wanna be mine Just give me a sign Cause when you kiss me I see Stars in my eyes From a love concussion Fucked up all the time From a love concussion Ears ring, I’m heart sick! It’s a slow eruption When you think about me, when you talk about me
8.
Another night another fight and now you’re cutting him loose I wanna sympathize but really I’m wearing his shoes You get sick real quick when boys get stuck on your black chiffon The game is up bad luck if they love you then it means you won And then you’re gone How many pet names can one girl go through Lucky me I’ve got my own name for you You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet Boomerang girl blues You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet Like a kitten with string you want everything ‘Til you get it Not to say in my day I ain’t broke a few hearts But you broke my record for the most restarts And when each goodbye is really "au revoir" with a question mark I guess the ferris wheel is the only ride at your amusement park And then it gets dark He should know that chocolates bore you If he wants you back then he should just ignore you You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet Boomerang girl blues You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet Like a kitten with string you want everything [Spoken] Hey baby, it’s the midnight ass I got all your letters and your textual messages You never wanna see me again, well that’s just fine! Just like last time You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet Boomerang girl blues You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet Like a kitten with string you want everything You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet You’re little Ms., you’re little Ms You’re little Ms. Miss Me Yet You’re little Ms., you’re little Ms You want everything until you get it
9.
They poured us out On the street We were so mixed up from shaking all night We came out Much too sweet Too many cherries on top, too many grenadine nosebleeds Here comes the worst part Here comes the rest Love in broad daylight That’s the real test I don’t wanna go home I don’t wanna go home It’s just polaroid snaps when the memory’s cold There’s no charge in my phone And your heels are long gone Hold the morning back a little bit longer I don't wanna go home They wanna tear Us apart They wanna make us feel dumb they wanna make us feel small But when I’m here In your arms I feel brave and alive and a hundred feet taller Here comes the worst part Here comes the turn Love in broad daylight Well baby let’s burn I don’t wanna go home I don’t wanna go home It’s just polaroid snaps when the memory’s cold There’s no charge in my phone And your heels are long gone Hold the morning back a little bit longer I don't wanna go home Don’t go back to Brooklyn, baby We can keep Manhattan if we just stay out Cause if we go back to Brooklyn, baby We go back to feeling like we’re just played out Here comes the worst part Here comes the sun Love could be easy If we just run run run I don’t wanna go home I don’t wanna go home It’s just polaroid snaps when the memory’s cold There’s no charge in my phone And your heels are long gone Hold the morning back a little bit longer I don't wanna go home I don’t wanna go home (I don't wanna go home) (Don't go back to Brooklyn, baby) I don’t wanna go home It’s just polaroid snaps when the memory’s cold There’s no charge in my phone (I don't wanna go home) (Don't go back to Brooklyn, baby) And your heels are long gone Hold the morning back a little bit longer I don't wanna go I don't wanna go home I don't wanna go home (I don't wanna go home) (Don't go back to Brooklyn, baby) Don’t go back to Brooklyn, baby We can keep Manhattan if we just stay out
10.
You say there’s been a change in you Fresher than a bloody tattoo And you can’t wait to tell me why See you bouncing down the block Before you let your bombshell drop Give me one chance to sais the quoi Everybody knows that you’re in love Everybody knows that you’re in love, whoa Oh my God Nobody’s gonna take it from you Everybody knows that you’re in love The first one makes you lose your cool We all remember junior high school When everyone you kissed was Mr. Right Now the world’s your oyster, girl Don’t you know that you’re the pearl And you can’t wait to shuck all night Everybody knows that you’re in love Everybody knows that you’re in love, whoa Oh my God Nobody’s gonna take it from you Everybody knows that you’re in love And ever since you said je t’aime The party never stops with him And you’re the guest of honor now But when it’s time to cut that cake You better hope your heart’s not breaking What if he blows the candles out? Oh my God Nobody’s gonna take it from you Everybody knows that you’re in love Everybody knows Everybody knows Everybody knows We all know! Everybody knows that you’re in love Everybody knows that you’re in love, whoa Oh my God Nobody’s gonna take it from you Everybody knows that you’re in love Everybody knows that you’re in love Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows

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The debut album from the four-piece Rock 'n Roll band from Astoria, New York with that garage-glam power-pop thing that you like.

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released January 19, 2018

The Hell Yeah Babies are:
Julian Ames - drums, synthesizers, backing vocals, auxillary percussion
Sam Paxton - lead/backing vocals, guitars, auxillary percussion
Mike Pfeiffer - lead/backing vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, synthesizers, auxillary percussion
Dylan Roth - lead/backing vocals, bass guitar, synthesizers, piano, auxillary percussion

Featuring:
Jeff Berner - acoustic guitar (track 6), electric guitar (track 9), synths (track 3, 9), tambourine (tracks 1, 6, 7, 10)
Blaise Dahl - backing vocals (track 6)
Jesse Aben, Hilary Beck, Midge Clark, Alissa Deak, Matt Hickey, Lauren Hoepner, Mackenzie Kimmel, Kaitlyn Manlove, Tyler McCall, Madelin Newman, Lucas Sperber, Joe Stando, Leah Starker, Alice Teeple, Leigh Walton - backing vocals (track 10)

Produced by Jeff Berner
Sound Engineering, Recording, and Mixing by Jeff Berner at Studio G Brooklyn
Mastered by Carl Saff at Saff Mastering

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The Hell Yeah Babies are a big movie theater soda that you poured a pint of whiskey into and brought into a midnight showing of Mad Max: They're loud, they're fun, they're smarter than they look. Or sound. Or act. They're a four piece Rock 'n Roll band from Astoria, New York with that garage-glam power-pop thing that you like. ... more

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