Texas Toast

by Ottoman Turks

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Recorded and Mixed at Redwood Studios, Denton, TX.
Mastered at Crystal Clear Sound, Dallas, TX.

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releases 20 October 2014

Paul Hinojo - Drums
William Latham - Bass and Vocals
Joshua Ray Walker - Lead Guitar and Vocals
Nathan Wells - Rhythm Guitar and Vocals

Darby Leiber - Violin on "Glass Bottles" and "Voicemail"
Courtney Wright-Wells - Vocals on "Glass Bottles"

Jordan Martin - Sound Engineer

Cover photo - Amy Kathryn Photography
Delicious food - Layne's Almost World Famous Chicken Fingers

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Ottoman Turks Dallas, Texas

Ottoman Turks is a Dallas/College Station-based four piece that was formed in 2010.
A mixture of rough and rowdy blues, fast train songs, sad country ballads, and some skewed jazz and doo wop thrown in.

They have been praised for their energetic live shows and have been well received by a large array of audiences - from biker parties by the Brazos to suburbanite grocery store openings.
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Track Name: Can't Promise Nothin'
I know darlin' that I was
On your mind
But you know darlin' that you were
Not on mine
Well, I try to relent to you, I
Try to see
But I know whatever I say you won't
Believe me
You know how much I want to, but I
Can't promise nothin' to you

You're a right doll, darlin'
I won't lie
You know I like her, baby you can
see it in my eyes
But the college hound tells me I'm too
sick to play
He pumps sense into me but he
just won't stay
You know how much I want to but I
Can't promise nothin' to you

Darlin' all these promises are makin' me ill
You can't get satisfied, you can't get your fill
My head's spinnin' round in all directions, I'm going blind
It ain't me, baby, I'm not your kind

Now the confessor she's gone and
Told all my lies
Sister Marie's left me now she might
Televise
Everything that's gone my way I
Can't ignore
I don't want to deal with this
Anymore
You know how much I want to but I
Can't promise nothin' to you

Now, three days later I'm
Still stuck inside
The engineer's got secrets but he
Won't confide
He's makin' me such promises
But he thinks my life is cheap
Everybody's got their own
agendas to keep
You know how much I want to but I
Can't promise nothin' to you
Track Name: Glass Bottles
I'm not one to boast, I'm more popular than most
I've got friends in every barroom in town
They greet me every night, and we rarely ever fight
And they know what to do when my tears start comin' down

We just get along so great, I'll try and illustrate
I never met a group, that could be so nice
But your gut better be hardy, cause they sure do like to party,
And you can't find it weird when they all come served on ice

All my friends are glass bottles
And they've all got famous names
I know it may sound absurd, since they can't say a word
But they're all my best friends just the same

I got a Bud her name is Miller, she won't talk til you refill her
But by the 8th or 9th we sure have lots of fun
She tells me pick up the pace, I got more friends in the place
I ain't goin' home til I've tasted everyone

I got a friend request today, I couldn't wait to press "okay"
Cause in the picture was a face that I knew well
Out of all, there ain't none finer, in that photo was a Shiner
So raise your glasses please, and let's all yell:

All my friends are glass bottles
And they've all got famous names
I know it may sound absurd, since they can't say a word
But they're all my best friends, just the same
Track Name: You're Only Pretty When You're Sad
I'm giving up, girl, I'm going home
I'd rather be spending my time alone
Everybody wants to be loved
But you're not the one that I'm thinking of
Unless you're sad...
Unless you're sad

You're only pretty when you're sad
I only love you when I've made you mad
But when those tears run down your face
That's when my heart begins to race
You're only pretty when you're sad

You start to laugh and I start to cry
If you want to know then I'll tell you why
Your face was made for only one thing
I think you'll be prettiest as you're dying
Cause you'll be sad
Cause you'll be sad

You're only pretty when you're sad
I only love you when I've made you mad
But when those tears run down your face
That's when my heart begins to race
You're only pretty when you're sad

And every time I see your smile...
I grimace!
I vomit!
I cry!

You're only pretty when you're sad
I only love you when I've made you mad
But when those tears run down your face
That's when my heart begins to race
You're only pretty when you're sad

You're only pretty when you're sad
Track Name: Voicemail
It ain't the beer, it's the whiskey
That made me call you tonight
I just want someone to miss me
And tell me I'll be alright
And when you hear that sound,
It'll turn your head around
It ain't the beer, it's the whiskey
That made me call you tonight

I don't know how
I don't know when
I finished this song a thousand times
But it won't seem to end
I just want you
I just want you

It ain't the beer, it's the whiskey
That made me call you tonight
I just want someone to miss me
And tell me I'll be alright
And when you hear that sound,
It'll turn your head around
It ain't the beer, it's the whiskey
That made me call you tonight

Tell me how
Tell me when
I won't make the same mistake
If you say yes again
I just want you
I just want you

It ain't the beer, it's the whiskey
That made me call you tonight
I just want someone to miss me
And tell me I'll be alright
And when you hear that sound,
It'll turn your head around
It ain't the beer, it's the whiskey
That made me call you tonight
Track Name: My Dog
I got a big ol' dog
He's mighty fine
He could bite off your arm,
boys, and he's all mine

He's the size of a small car
He's down on all fours
He certainly ain't no ordinary dog
And boys, he ain't yours

I GOT A DOG, BIG AS A PLANE
GOT MORE POWER THAN A HURRICANE
TAKE HIM FOR WALKS WITH A BIG STEEL CHAIN
ALL HE'LL EAT FOR BREAKFAST IS CRACK COCAINE
MY DOG WILL KILL YOU WHERE YOU SLEEP

My every wish
Is his command
Every word I say
I swear he understands

I'd be more careful
If I was you
My dog could tear you apart
As if you were a shoe

CHORUS

You can run, boys
And you can hide
But you'll never be safe
with my dog at my side

My dog can fetch
My dog can play
He's a demon half-breed
With a whole lotta hell to pay

CHORUS