Holy Smokes! EP

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released March 19, 2014

Holy Smokes! Records 2014
All songs written and performed by Holy Smokes!
Recording : Robin Zildjian Vargas
Mixing & Mastering : Robin Zildjian Vargas
Album Art : Stanley Soultaire Design

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Holy Smokes! Fort Smith, Arkansas

Holy Smokes! (yes, there's an exclamation point in the band's name) began writing and entered the Emo and DIY scene in October of 2013.

Holy Smokes! is known for a dynamic mix of light and heavy riffs paired with two-part vocal harmonies, introspective and personal song lyrics continues to travel and keep the local DIY scene alive and well to the best of their abilities.
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Track Name: Real/Unreal
Four years I've been lost at sea
With my love waiting patiently
The sails have been beaten down
And the waves crash on top of me
Searching for some kind of sign
That will return to me to what is mine

I never told you what I thought then
But here I sit speaking to a shrink
He made me apologize to your ghost
Now I sing your praises with apathy

I missed my child's first cry
And hope is all I have left
The compass is stuck northwest
And I miss your head against my chest
Your heartbeat is faint
But it's all I hear and all that remains

I never told you what I thought then
But here I sit speaking to a shrink
He made me apologize to your ghost
Now I sing your praises with apathy

(You say I'm a good man, well I guess you're a liar) x3

Chorus x2
Track Name: Steel Workers
She's the sunrise
The guiding streak of streetlights on my way home
And when my body ceases to make sound
Hide me in the wooden box and bury me in the stoney ground
Bury me in the stoney ground

Did I miss the best part?
Well, can we go home now?
Back to the city where I've said too much
I just want to get right
I just want to do better
But every time I turn around I look back on the old times

You can find me in the pages of dusty and expensive books
And all the characters are giving us disapproving looks
And the steel workers with dreams of better days
Are quickly awoken by the truth of a weeks pay
Yeah they're awoken by the truth of a weeks pay

Did I miss the best part?
Well, can we go home now?
Back to the city where I've said too much
I just want to get right
I just want to do better
But every time I turn around I look back on the old times

But every time I turn around I look back on the old times

I just want to get right
I just want to do better
I just want to go home right now

But my nightmares come in black and white
I swear I've had enough now
M nightmares come in black and white
I swear I've had enough now

I swear, I swear, I swear I've had enough now
I swear, I swear, I swear I've had enough now
Track Name: White Gold
I hope you drown on the top shelf of the bar
Then we'll find out how buoyant you really are
Your pupils lie so wide
Trip myself before I fall inside
Carry you to your car
You reopen all your scars

Throwing stones
Throwing anything at your window

Forget all the old ways
The sunsets and the sunrises
It felt good to feel bad
It's kind of hard to explain

You're digging your own grave
I'm not surprised by all of your mistakes
A pale moon, A dim room
Buried as shallow as you want

And those summer nights
Don't mean anything to me anymore...anyways

You're just the worm inside my skin
Twisting and fucking with my temperament
You aren't your cash, your house, your car
Drink up and show us what you really are

I never thought it'd come to this
Life is just a drug induced psychosis

Throwing stones
Throwing anything at your window

Forget all the old ways
The sunsets and the sunrises
It felt good to feel bad
It's kind of hard to explain

You're digging your own grave
I'm not surprised by all of your mistakes
A pale moon, A dim room
Buried as shallow as you want

And those summer nights
Don't mean anything to me anymore

Call your mother
Call your father
No she's not coming home tonight
She's too drunk to drive
Hope you two sleep well tonight

Throwing stones
Throwing anything at your window