Slam Dinner

by Slam Dinner

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SLAM DINNER is:
Adam - Guitar/Vocals
Mario - Guitar /Vocals
Markie - Bass/Vocals/Fuck Pedal/Grapefruit
Joey - Drums

Thanks to Mitch who transcribed our lyrics while listening to the EP.

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released November 7, 2014

Recorded and mixed by Brandon Carnes at Southtown Studio in Springfield, IL
Mastered by Colin Althaus

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Track Name: What Does Your Soul Smell Like?
Another evening, same as the last
Time wasted, holding my breath
Trying to impress a stranger
And avoiding the danger
Of slipping on the ice and breaking my neck

Another morning, same as the last
Another day spent muttering words
Under pretense of conversation
Under pretense of compassion
Maybe it's not so bad
Spring is coming soon

Another evening, same as the last
Time wasted, being alive
Trying to impress a stranger
And avoiding the danger
Of slipping on the ice and breaking my neck
Track Name: Lukewarm Coffee
Maybe one day I'll get my shit together
But your lipstick stained coffee mug
Causes these cigarette stained teeth to chatter

Forget casual chatter, my mouth doesn't work that way
I'll just stare at my shoes and look away
It's kind of funny
Track Name: Bunsen Burner
Waking up on the wrong side of the bed
And the wrong side of the state
We used to claim these streets as our own
Now they stand to remind me that I peaked in the past

And I still get back up, I start over
Hold me tight, because every day I feel older

But maybe I'm just jaded and weathered by the cold
I'll break off some curb and spit some broken teeth out

And I still get back up, I start over
Hold me tight, because every day I feel older
Track Name: Lake Urbana
Hey perfect stranger, I can't take the hint.
Why are you looking at me?
I just hit my head, so maybe I'll have the courage
To think a little less and talk a little more

Sweet, caustic smoke on your front porch
And broken bottles we didn't care much for
But it's always dusk when your head's down
And your back's against the sun

Late night, three plates of junk
I can't figure out what's gotten me into this funk
I would've spent most of the night sad, alone, and drunk
Had I not found my niche; I guess I got good luck
Some nights I fantasize
About jumping in and opening my eyes
I imagine the water a sea of green
And like thoughts of you, so far from clean

All of my friends moved north to greater prospects and greater lakes
I wish I could've joined them
All I've got is this shitty pond, it always freezes over
Wake me up when it thaws
Track Name: Bury Me In My Black Hoodie
I'm done writing songs about the weather
Or seasons changing, or whatever
It's not introspective; I'm just a lazy asshole

So hit me with lightning
And start my heart up
Because I'm just sitting
I'm just waiting

I'm a spoiled little shit
And all of my petty little problems
None of them matter

So hit me with lightning
Put that spark in my throat
Because I wanna fall back
I wanna forget that I breathe

I'm a spoiled little shit
And all of my petty little problems
None of them matter

I'm too tall for this shit
I just wanna be small, smaller than you make me feel