Fish Fry
Slaughter Beach Dog Lyrics


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Stood up outside the fish fry
Hailed a Bahamian taxi driver
Furnished my dollar twenty five
Hopped on the number ten for a quick ride
Into the dull night
Singing praise songs
From the back seat under cold fluorescent lights
Mostly at night I can't ignore
The feeling of wishing you were with me
All of my friends insist that I
Should really be spending some time alone
Assessing my thoughts
Completing emotional calculations
Deriving psychological sums and suffering slow

One more drink
My heart sinks
Eight weeks gone
Your Ma's front lawn
White House Beach
I can't speak
Delaware, where oh where are we?

Move out to 52nd Street
Put all my things in Jeff's new basement
See you before I up and leave
Tear out my hair and walk home wasted
Sleep through the alarm
In the morning I still taste it
My good luck charm
Head off to 30th Street Station

One more drink
My heart sinks
Eight weeks gone
Your Ma's front lawn
White House Beach
I can't speak
Delaware, where oh where are we?

I had that dream again last night
In the convenience store
There is no window in this room
Get up undressed
Make an educated guess
If it is morning yet
There's something I don't get

One more drink
My heart sinks
Eight weeks gone
Your Ma's front lawn
White House Beach




I can't speak
Delaware, where oh where are we?

Overall Meaning

The song "Fish Fry" by Slaughter Beach, Dog has a dreamy sound to it and the lyrics seem to be about the singer's emotional struggles and attempt to move on from a broken relationship. The first verse has the singer standing outside a fish fry and taking a Bahamian taxi ride. The ride seems to be a metaphor for his journey towards moving on from his past relationship. The backseat of the taxi where he sings praise songs represents a place of self-reflection and healing. The second verse reveals the singer's struggles in accepting that he should be spending time alone and working on himself. However, he continues to have thoughts about his ex and his friends' advice falls on deaf ears. The line "completing emotional calculations; deriving psychological sums and suffering slow" shows the toll that this process takes on his mental health.


The chorus has an almost melancholic tone to it, where the singer seems to be stuck in the same cycle of heartbreak and drinking. The mention of "eight weeks gone", "White House Beach" and "Delaware" are all specific places that have personal significance to the singer. In the bridge, the singer talks about having a recurring dream about a convenience store without any windows. He's unsure if it's morning yet, which could be a metaphor for his uncertainty about his new beginnings.


Line by Line Meaning

Stood up outside the fish fry
I stood outside the fish fry, waiting for my ride.


Hailed a Bahamian taxi driver
I called for a taxi driver from the Bahamas.


Furnished my dollar twenty five
I paid a $1.25 for the ride.


Hopped on the number ten for a quick ride
I got on the number ten route for a speedy commute.


Into the dull night
I travelled through the uneventful night.


Singing praise songs
I sang songs, praising something or someone.


From the back seat under cold fluorescent lights
I sung under harsh fluorescent lights, situated at the back seat of the taxi.


Mostly at night I can't ignore
At night, I am often unable to avoid the feeling of missing someone deeply.


The feeling of wishing you were with me
The yearning of having you beside me is overwhelming.


All of my friends insist that I
My friends tell me that I should


Should really be spending some time alone
I should take time to be by myself.


Assessing my thoughts
I need to reflect on my thoughts.


Completing emotional calculations
I need to figure out my emotions.


Deriving psychological sums and suffering slow
I have to do mental calculations and painfully go through the mental suffering.


One more drink
Just one more drink.


My heart sinks
My heart is heavy.


Eight weeks gone
It has been eight weeks since we last met.


Your Ma's front lawn
I am thinking about the time we spent together at your mother's place.


White House Beach
I am reminiscing about White House Beach.


I can't speak
I am at a loss for words.


Delaware, where oh where are we?
I am in Delaware but don't know precisely where.


Move out to 52nd Street
I am shifting to 52nd Street.


Put all my things in Jeff's new basement
I am storing all of my things in Jeff's latest basement.


See you before I up and leave
I will meet you before I abruptly depart.


Tear out my hair and walk home wasted
I will get drunk and walk home, pulling out strands of hair.


Sleep through the alarm
I might sleep longer than the alarm.


In the morning I still taste it
The taste of the alcohol is still present in the morning.


My good luck charm
You are my good luck charm.


Head off to 30th Street Station
I am heading to 30th Street Station.


I had that dream again last night
I had that dream once more, last night.


In the convenience store
The dream was set in the convenience store.


There is no window in this room
There is no window in that room, in the dream.


Get up undressed
I woke up and got out of bed, still undressed.


Make an educated guess
I make an assumption, based on my previous knowledge.


If it is morning yet
I am not sure if it is morning yet.


There's something I don't get
There is something that I am not able to understand.




Writer(s): jacob ewald

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Adrianna Howell

there are some bits i'm not quite sure so lmk if you hear something different c: (love this)

stood up outside the fish fry
hailed the bohemian taxi driver
furnished my dollar twenty five
hopped on the number ten for a quick ride
into the dull night
singing pray songs
from the back seat under cold fluorescent light

mostly at night i can't ignore
the feeling of wishing you were with me
all of my friends insist that i
should really be spending some time alone
assessing my thoughts
completing emotional calculations
deriving psychological songs and suffering slow

[chorus]
one more drink
my heart sinks
eight weeks gone
you're in ma's front lawn
white house speech
i can't speak
delaware where oh where are we

moved back to fifty second street
put all my things in jeff's new basement
see you before i up and leave
tear out my hair and walk home wasted
sleep through the alarm
in the morning i still taste it
my good luck charm
head off to thirtieth street station

[chorus]

i got a dream again last night
in the convenient store
there is no window in this room
get up undressed
make an educated guess
if it is morning yet
there's something i don't get

[chorus]



All comments from YouTube:

Kevin Mccollum

this is crazy how every single project just keeps sounding better and better then the last

ashleg wells

there isn’t a single SBD song that I dislike and I can listen to albums at a time so I love everything jake is about. I’m so glad he’s doing his own thing

davidgilmourfan1990

Reminds me of someone and always brings a tear to my eye. Damn good

David Mitchell-Baker

Jake is such a damn good songwriter

bobbykennedy

pure lyrical genius

Bagas Asfriansyah Pratama

Jake's vocal just keeps getting better. I love that.

Adrianna Howell

there are some bits i'm not quite sure so lmk if you hear something different c: (love this)

stood up outside the fish fry
hailed the bohemian taxi driver
furnished my dollar twenty five
hopped on the number ten for a quick ride
into the dull night
singing pray songs
from the back seat under cold fluorescent light

mostly at night i can't ignore
the feeling of wishing you were with me
all of my friends insist that i
should really be spending some time alone
assessing my thoughts
completing emotional calculations
deriving psychological songs and suffering slow

[chorus]
one more drink
my heart sinks
eight weeks gone
you're in ma's front lawn
white house speech
i can't speak
delaware where oh where are we

moved back to fifty second street
put all my things in jeff's new basement
see you before i up and leave
tear out my hair and walk home wasted
sleep through the alarm
in the morning i still taste it
my good luck charm
head off to thirtieth street station

[chorus]

i got a dream again last night
in the convenient store
there is no window in this room
get up undressed
make an educated guess
if it is morning yet
there's something i don't get

[chorus]

Alex Bingley

Adrianna Howell personally I think it's
"singing praise songs" instead of "singing pray songs" and "deriving psychological sums" not "psychological songs". Everything else sounds perfect though, good job!

MrTradisrad

Better than i would have done first take...if someone started altering the lyrics to start a new line for the guitar chord change...it wluld be well received...i retype song that way and bring printouts wjen i do open mics...guitar is easy...lyrics are hard...make em easy to scan read for guitarists and create a website?...it would save me time

MrTradisrad

Forgive the driveby typos

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