The Happy Bullets

2 albums

In February 2003, Jason Roberts and Tim Ruble met while working at an Art Gallery in Dallas. They started playing/writing music together after realizing they had similar tastes in music. In the beginning, they were going to release 20 song cd's every 6 months and only send them out to friends. After a couple of the tracks were played on local radio shows, they decided to attempt a band. With a one month crash course Jason taught his wife, Andrea, to play bass, and after a couple of months of practice they performed their first show. The current lineup features: Jason Roberts - writer, vocals, keyboard, guitar; Tim Ruble - writer, vocals, keyboard, horns, guitar; Andrea Roberts - bass, vocals; James Porter - drums, and Willie Byerly - guitar, horns, vocals.
They released their first album, 'Blue Skies and Umbrellas' on Jeez Louise Records in 2004. Their second release, 'The Vice and Virtue Ministry' was released on Undeniable Records in the spring of 2005. They have quickly become one of North Texas' most innovative bands and one of the area's most dynamic live acts.
The Happy Bullets have a very wide range of influences from contemporary music, the more melodic and poppy the better (Quasi, E6, Magnetic Fields) to the psychedelic/mod era stuff (Zombies, Nilsson, Kinks).

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Laura buys the times, every day for the obituary page, and looks for people that she's known, looks for people that she hated, and she goes to their funerals, wearing bright red lingerie, laughs out loud at the spouse, then throws rice like its a wedding, When the candy girls come with their long tongues, staring at the pinpricks on our arms, the surgeons look grim once again, as they're slicing off our limbs we'll shout (hoorah!), the tax assessor sings in silence as he takes another swig, we'll all dance like one-hundred legionnaires, with black boots and golden ribbons in our hair, we'll sing tra-la, (tra-la-la-la), and the goody-goody boys, with their bright and shining loins, learn their lines without having rehearsed, with sharply sculpted jaws, the girls applaud, they'll be breaking every law we've jut enforced, of course of course, we'll have a gay divorce, they'll make mince, because it could be worse, we'll always pray for sun and landmines, 'til the radiation deadline's off our ass (tra-la-la-la), They turned the technicolor off, we watched the clocks around us stop, she rammed a finger down my spine, and then the world went (x5), up, and then the world went up, and then the world went
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The atmosphere that thins my ears and those in charge aren't as wise as they appear Certainly not wise at all the other years My shoes are off, i turn and cough- set the controls for oblivion and the people in charge aren't nearly as wise as they let on Let's bay and moan like ancient Rome. And as for the people in charge- well, what do they know? buh ba, buh ba.... Let's bay and moan like ancient Rome Don't change the show nononono don't change the show and as for the people in charge- well, what do they know? buh ba, buh ba....
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Fuck Yeah, I'm In Love With You Hydropanic at the Natatorium
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We crash out on the carpet string all of your records on the floor and while Serge Gainsbourg sings "Bonnie and Clyde" you worry, Do I seem a bore? and we creep around the questions you politely can't ignore and you'll cover your hands to your head and exclaim I'm afraid that I might want more! (pre chorus) And the truth is I'm exploding subtlety is not my specialty if you took a look inside my head you'd probably be aghast at what you'd see Nervously you're asking if I feel the same while I'm trying not to scream (chorus) Fuck yeah, I'm in love with you! Fuck yeah, you're in love with me too and when our worlds they collide I'm fit to be tied and if everyone died I would scream Fuck yeah, I'm in love with you! Fuck yeah, you're in love with me too and I don't care if it's right or it's wrong to break down but I'd belt it from every church pew We dream in your apartment Sleep until the sun begins to wain and we'll try to remember the words to a song that are lodged at the end of our brains and we'll creep around the silence until the small talk starts to stall and we'll try to pretend there's no means to an end and there's nothing to break this fall (chorus) Even if the sun melted tomorrow or the atmosphere withdrew and the Russians launched a full scale war and we faced impending doom while the paratroopers all corralled us I'd make sure everybody knew Fuck Yeah, I'm in love with you!
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Looks like today you're twenty two and you still dream of Hollywood but next to you lies sound asleep your lead balloon You'll lay in bed awake and spoon stare outside at the moon but you can't fly cause your tied to your lead balloon and maybe years or sometime soon you'll cut the string that's tied to you that keeps you here close to me your lead balloon
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Darla and her dog used to go on adventures, taking on the weather, it didn’t really mater. Darla and her dog would do each other favors, waking up the neighbors at three AM. Darla and her dog never knew no difference, and though lacking ambition, they were on a mission. Since Darla had her binge, she sorta came unhinged. Her decisions weren’t efficient at all. Since Darla’s attitude, she sorta came unglued. Who knew but you too of the dog. What of the dog? What a good dog! Darla and her dog, when they got separated, we thought neither one would make it though the night. Darla and her dog don’t remember each other or the time the were together cause its bee awhile. Since Darla had her binge, she sorta came unhinged. Her decisions weren’t efficient at all. Since Darla came unhinged she sorta lost interest in her decisions. Don’t you hate it when you wake up feeling different? What of the dog? What a good dog!
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He just sits there in his chair, A beer in his hand and grey in his hair, bathed in blue lights from the TV, Saturday nights aren't what they used to be, We used to dance out in the yard (he used to send flowers), She used to send cards, we used to have sex for hours on end, but now he just lays there while we pretend that we're in love, love, love, love, love, . . . every night, we're not being silent, we're having a fight, she thinks I'm a slob (I think he's a bore, if I tell him I'm leaving he tells me I'm a whore), We used to laugh and talk about dreams (we'd stare at the stars), we'd stare at the sink (he used to write endless poetry), but she just lays there pretending that we're still in love, love, and every night of every week, we watch the news and fall asleep, I guess we lose what we don't keep, and we don't keep warm
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Herbert Had A Dream Hydropanic at the Natatorium
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Herbert had a dream the world was closing in His wife was leaving him for his younger brother Tim He tossed and he turned 'til the tears started to churn and rivers quickly formed while the room began to flood Leaking like a sieve the walls began to give the neighbors clung to trees while Herbert's tears rolled through the streets The mayor tried to think "We must wake Herbert from his sleep Tell his wife we need her now!" And Doris swam quickly through town pleading "Sweet Herbert dear, we're drowning please stop crying I'm right here you're covering the world up with your tears Hurry Herbert wake before we're washed away" The town began to sink but Herbert never blinked The army called for help but the waters rose to quick The Mayor grabbed his gun "Something drastic must be done We'll shoot him in his sleep!" and Dorris dropped down to her knees pleading "Sweet Herbert dear, we're drowning please stop crying I'm right here you're covering the world up with your tears Hurry Herbert wake before I'm washed away"
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Don't miss out on gardening tips from Marylin, or a notice from Parks and Recreation, get your tickets for the local Historical Society dinner, the proceeds benefit the bank museum, a suggested donation of five dollars, is requested for all out of town subscribers, and news for this town, is the sun going down, sun going down makes the news in this town, back to school 1938, the uniforms you wear are out of date, beware the water rates are on the rise, and a scholarship award is the grand prize, a suggested donation of five dollars, is requested for all out of town subscribers, and news for this town, is the sun going down, sun going down makes the news in this town, and news for this town, is the sun going down, sun going down makes the news in this town, the sun going down makes the news in this town, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (x3)
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Mr. popular and wife, Mrs popular, arrive at the party after nine. Always fashionably late, that's great. Mr Popular and friends, not as popular as him (they all feel blessed in his presence, I think that’s why the love spending time with him (they hang on every word and it borders on absurd)) Every dance craze starts with you! Every word of slang does too! Every new record review gets pre-approved and, AS IF ON CUE, we all look to you Mr. Popular and his family! They’re the source of all our vanity AH! Mr. Popular and son, little popular jr., are spending the day together. He shows him everything he knows (and that’s a lot). Mr. Popular and daughter don’t speak to each other since the day they caught her drunk. She just can’t relate to being that way. She has better things to do in her spare time Than starting every fashion trend and being everyone's best friend and the center of attention after school and at home she’s ridiculed for not fitting in with Mr. Popular and his family. They’re the cause of her insanity AH!
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Shanghaied, I felt you creepin' like a landslide, you captured me when my hands were tied and I couldn't find my way home, Tanqueray, I shouldn't drink, when I'm in a state of desperation, your temperament has got me chilled to the bone, I'm on a boat on a stream, in the middle of a dream, and there's sharp rocks up ahead, there's a drop off to the left, I think I'm headed for that cliff (oh oh oh oh), Scapegoat, I'll be your (incomprehensible) foot, note you can be my concubine, quote, end quote, but I still don't think that its right, make do, you bite off more than you can chew, I bet you thought you had a pair of shoes, I bet you thought you could fly, there's some shacks down in the back, with a steam train rolling fast, when I'm tied up on the rails, it's either this end or all hell, my choice is obvious as well (oh oh oh oh), 'cause when the rain fell, nothing ever seemed to grow, and now the skies churn, a purple shade of indigo, and you've got nobody left to blame, 'cept me the mud the month of May, of course we live on a flood plain, she's mad at the world, if I could leave, I'd find somewhere else to go, maybe Kansas, Canada or Mexico, but I cant go because of my curse, quickly came and went, she's probably on the (incomprehensible), so mad at the world, Scapegoat, I'll be your beggar, Bigfoot, note you can be my concubine, quote, end quote, but I still don't think that its right, make do, you bite off more than you can chew, I bet you thought you had a pair of shoes, I bet you thought you could fly, there's some shacks down in the back, with a steam train rolling fast, when I'm tied up on the rails, it's either this end or all hell, my choice is obvious as well (oh oh oh oh), 'cause when the rain fell, nothing ever seemed to grow, and now the skies churn, a purple shade of indigo, and you've got nobody left to blame, 'cept me the mud the month of May, of course we live on a flood plain, she's mad at the world, if I could leave, I'd find somewhere else to go, maybe Kansas, Canada or Mexico, but I cant go because of my curse, quickly came and went, she's probably on the (incomprehensible), so mad at the world
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No Talent Geniuses Hydropanic at the Natatorium
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Gave a turtle away to a homeless girl who she met in AA And she don’t want it back, don’t worry hun I’ll get another one She’s got the great American novel in her head For an opening line, I took it away, what’s on her mind She’s got the great American novel in her head But she don’t have the urge to put any words to it He has secret sitars in the oddest places alone in his car And he gave away his guitar to a lunatic in a crowded bar He’s got the last great psychedelic masterpiece inside of his head But he can’t play an instrument
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Distance Equals Rate X Time Hydropanic at the Natatorium
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And I love you like you love Christmas just like distance equals rate times time and time is flying through the clouds shaped just like horses that fell asleep in the sky and we'll fly spaceships in to the ocean and watch the fishes reading Russian novels about God and God will look down he'll lose an eyelash he'll make a wish and everyone will start to dance We'll live in snow globes and stare out the window when it gets cold we'll use our beds to make a fire and when the fire spreads we'll sell to islands where all the people are flying trapeze artists in the sky and we'll grow old there one day I'll die you'll bring flowers maybe even start to cry then a fish will say remember that wish God made on his eyelash it was that you'd ever forget that I'll always love you like you love Christmas just like distance it always equals rate times time
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The Vice and Virtue Ministry The Vice And Virtue Ministry
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At the Vice & Virtue Ministry You'll earn your etiquette degree Climb the ranks and join us here amongst the bourgeoisie We all laugh endlessly Extend our pinkies when we drink and thumb our noses at the lower classes in the penny seats You'll move up socially fall in love with aristocracy wear the right clothes say the right things then you just might meet the Queen We'll have our guests to tea play croquet on the greens wear out monocles quote articles from Tennyson and Keats Spend our days at Gay soirees and wave from royal parades Spend our evenings Counting earnings Yachting down the Thames At the Vice & Virtue Ministry You'll earn your etiquette degree Climb the ranks and join us here amongst the bourgeoisie We all laugh endlessly Extend our pinkies when we drink and thumb our noses at the lower classes in the penny seats Spend our days at Gay soirees and wave from royal parades Spend our evenings Counting earnings Yachting down the Thames
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Mr. Gray go away cause you're always stuck in traffic and can't kick this nasty habit being late everyday Don't delay Mr. Gray cause he lost the family business after what got said last Christmas holiday What'd he say? Even Mr. Gray looks to the summer sky and he wonders what it's all about quickly turns his head to the ground and he walks and he frowns when he talks at his shoes and his socks Mr. Gray I must say If you make up all your stories why do you make them so boring anyway? Mr. Gray College days always seem so far away and yet they should be cause they are so far away It's a shame And even Mr. Gray one time was interesting and he had something relevant to say now he sits alone in his chair and he waits for his hair to turn gray and he curses his fate Hip hooray for Mr. Gray We're so glad you've gone away We're all glad the stories over...over Hip hooray for Mr. Gray We're so glad he's gone away He got fired now he's tired, so tired
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The Disquieting Letter The Vice And Virtue Ministry
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We had a house out in the 'burbs I made my way up through the firm Kept the yard nice and pristine and picture perfect so it seemed Our welcome matte laid on the floor we hung a wreath up on the door but then that letter came unwarned now perfect isn't very perfect anymore We packed our things up in the car I never shook so very hard searched the sky for signs of sun and life had quickly come undone My wife was crying softly and the tear stained letter in her hand cut us both down to the core now perfect isn't very perfect No, perfect isn't quite the word for it Perfect isn't very perfect Anymore...
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If you were mine then I'd write poetry all day and every night If you were mine the seas would part and all the stars would soon align If you were mine we'd lay awake and wrap our legs like cypress vines If you were mine then I'd read Kierkegaard to make you think I'm bright If you were mine we'd talk profusely about European wines If you were mine and lived in Wales I'd set the clocks to Greenwich time If you were mine I'd carve wax wings and fly directly towards the sun If you were mine We'd make Marquis de Sad look like a frigid nun Who waxed the floors and opened the trap doors? Because I'm falling It's not as if you'd ever call me but now and then you could acknowledge I exist I'd be your pièce de résistance We'd sit for days on porch swings make hearts and rusted bed springs sing in three-four time If you were mine If you were mine I'd sleep outside your door through torrential rain falls If you were mine then I'd stuff thank you cards into the wailing wall If you were mine we'd die poetic deaths like in Greek tragic plays If you were mine they'd turn our funeral into a holiday Who waxed the floors and opened the trap doors? Because I'm falling It's not as if you'd ever call me but now and then you could acknowledge I exist I'd be your pièce de résistance We'd sit for days on porch swings make hearts and rusted bed springs sing in three-four time If you were mine
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A Momentary Vision of the End of the World As Seen Through the Eyes of a Suburban Housewife The Vice And Virtue Ministry
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Dogs and cats are speaking Portuguese and the pipes are leaking piles and piles of laundry and credit cards all expire what timing and all of the garage doors open in perfect synchronicity and all of the washers and driers take on personalities of you and me you and me la la la, lala la la la, lala la la la She's frantically writing thank you cards for her friends and family people line the curb smiling all shaking hands and saying their goodbye's and all of the mailboxes here are full to capacity everyone's license to drive expires eventually so do we so do we la la la, lala la la la, lala la la la
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A Proper Rifle Assembly The Vice And Virtue Ministry
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Begin with step one Let's assemble your new gun count the pieces til there's none we'll use them all before we're done Make sure the bolt is clean attach it to the firing pin lube the bore and check the springs Is the hammer functioning for your proper assembly? Take care the chambers free to avoid an injury thread the breach plug clear debris it's as easy as 1-2-3 With the safety locked affix the trigger to the stock undo the ramrod, pull it off and keep a close eye on the clock don't let this thing go off half cocked We all get hurt and we all get up and we all move on yeah we all move on
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We use to waltz outside before the war beneath the stars we'd spin around the floor and every morning watch the soldiers leave in rows lined up like perfect bowling pins and here, it's just like a costume ball with lights out and masks on the air is thicker than London's fog Ida...don't wait up... We used to sleep at night before the war hum to Strauss and never lock the doors but ships were sunk and someone took the fall and strung us out like useless paper dolls and here, alarm clocks are cannonballs while Judas laughs and, morphine calls the air is thicker than London's fog Ida...don't wait up...
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Weights and Measures The Vice And Virtue Ministry
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I'm the only one standing in the way of total chaos total chaos anyone who says fifteen ounces makes a pound must be put down cause a pound is pound and a gallon's a gallon Don't hesitate to calibrate your dispensing machines or underestimate the importance of Weights, weights and measures Weights, weights and measures Am I the only one left that care about knobs and gauges? clocks and gauges? the public relies on all my snap decisions of precision English or metric gas and electric Don't hesitate to calibrate your expensive machines and I'll reiterate the importance of Weights, weights and measures Weights, weights and measures People all try to be much more clever than the other People all try for nothing more than extra silver dollars I'm the only one standing in the way of total chaos total chaos anyone who says fifteen ounces makes a pound must be put down cause a pound is pound and a gallon's a gallon Don't hesitate to calibrate your expensive machines and I'll reiterate the importance of Weights, weights and measures Weights, weights and measures
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She orders sex and valium from internet Ukrainians who found their niche in medicine and porn He watches sports from satellites that circle round the earth all night and gets his news in short sound bites at home They fell in love in 1965 and promptly had three children at their side and life was very fine 'til love left in '69 She reads her bible every night and highlights passages that might remind her that an afterlife is near He unplugs his fathers life support for love, and for the will of course that sets aside around two-thirds for him They fell in love in 1965 and promptly had three children at their side and life was very fine 'til love left in '69 She orders sex and valium