Sneak Attack?

by Soup Sandwich

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Soup Sandwich is:

Jake Turner - Lead Vocals
Chris Tomaszewski - Lead Alto Sax
Jeremy Lessnau - Lead Mellophone & Trumpet
Adam Lessnau - Lead Trombone & Sousaphone
Hoberg - Lead Melodica
Ed Wallace - Rhythm Guitar
Niko Lecoeuche - Lead Bass
Ricky Lomeli - Lead Drumset

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released 02 February 2013

All material written, developed, produced, given tender love and care by Soup Sandwich.
Recorded, engineered, and mastered by Avi Ballo at Inverted Mongoose Records.

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Soup Sandwich Santa Rosa, California

Soup Sandwich is an 8-piece ska band, loudly falling off a crowded stage near you! Featuring a tight rhythm section, a dynamic hornline, and melodic vocals, Soup Sandwich is riding into the new decade on the next wave of ska music. Come out to see Soup Sandwich play at a venue near you soon! ... more

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Track Name: Three Days
Don't turn away when I call your name
I've been chasing you for three days now
Three days now

I'm not here to make you change
You can stop all of your running 'round
Running 'round

I bet you thought that i was falling in love, but I was
Infatuated and a bit intoxicated by the
Look in your eyes, you were staring back at mine, but you
Wouldn't listen I hope you know what you are missing 'cuz you
Had your chance (and you blew it)
At first glance (and you knew it)
And the circumstance, I could be wrong...
...but I don't think so.

I just offered you my hand
But all you do is pull yours away
Pull yours away

I thought I deserved a chance
but it did not work out that way
Out that way

I bet you thought you had me under control, but you were
A bit big-headed, should have know just when you said that you were

Into me, that you were lying through your teeth, but you
took me for granted and I hope you understand now that you
Had your chance (and you blew it)
At first glance (and you knew it)
But the circumstance could be wrong...
...but I don't think so.

I saw the look in your eyes, you were staring back at mine, but you
Wouldn't listen I hope you know what you are missing 'cuz you
Had your chance (and you blew it)
At first glance (and you knew it)
And the circumstance, I could be wrong...
...but I don't think so.
Track Name: Speakeasy
I'll go haul, it's what I'm pullin'
This tin can scram ain't a biscuit trip
i got the rot gut, brown plaid, bathtub syrup
got the right coffin varnish make you feel like a pip
Get hot! get hot! Get a wiggle on baby
get a keen floorflusher, what a water-proof doll
this Jane's got Jack, a real owl at the juice joint
gettin' ossified, doin' a walker's crawl

Desperate times make desperate measures
Better men have fallen hard
Push the limit, guts for glory
Prohibition's no-holds-barred

So speakeasy baby and I'll treat you right
the moonshine's pourin' out full and bright
Pick your poison honey, it's in high demand
But tonight your wish is my command

I'm a deb with a caper, got a whacky allocation
no smooth dewdropper, got a copacetic mind
I'm good with a chopper, a chicago typewriter
and I can hear a copper comin' from a mile behind
I put the panic on the popes, on the pills, on the pikes
and I pour panther piss like a real McCoy
So buck up, get the scratch, get the salad, get the suds
so you can get splifficated under my employ

Barrel deep and face down in it
Chin up, sin up, gulp it slow
meaner means make meaner motives
liquid courage, ebb and flow

So speakeasy baby and I'll treat you right
the moonshine's pourin' out full and bright
Pick your poison honey, it's in high demand
But tonight your wish is my command
Track Name: Bigger Fish
Give it a rest
There's a heart inside your chest
An abalone alibi
Quit the race
There's a brain behind your face
You can jump but you can't fly

Fill in a form
There's a calm before the storm
You gotta put your mind at ease
Just take a look
You're already on the hook
But what's the catch and the release?

...cuz I'm
Keepin' an eye
Losing my mind
Outta the flames into the fryer
Hung out to dry
But I can't see why
Cuz I got bigger fish to fry

Give it a rest
There's a heart inside your chest
An abalone alibi
Quit the race
There's a brain behind your face
You can jump but you can't fly

...cuz I'm
Keepin' an eye
Losing my mind
Outta the flames into the fryer
Hung out to dry
But I can't see why
Cuz I got bigger fish, bigger fish to fry