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it was a quarter past midnignt
in the woods by the shore
I drank a beer under moonlight
smoked a spliff and drank some more

Off in the distance something caught my eye
A dead girl laying face up in a ditch
I chugged my forty ouncer and inspected the bitch
I poked her with a stick

I found a dead hooker in the woods
I'm gonna get stoned and take her home
I ain't ever gonna be alone

Laid her down in the guest room
stitched her up and cleaned her real nice
did her hair up like Elvira
after checking it for lice

I don't think that the neighbors know about the dead girl living with me
I'm sure they'd be pretty fuckin' judgemental if they ever did see
the corpse bride shrine in my creepy basement dungeon
You know sometimes, the smell can be quite pungent.

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from Twenty four days of scaring the neighbors with devil music, released February 5, 2018
j. Sebastiano- guitar, bass, drums, vox, production
Music and lyrics by j. Sebastiano

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cats don't have souls Albany, New York

Cats don’t have souls started off as a minimalist deathrock duo and polluted itself into a drunken and deranged sound experimental prog obsessed entity with a personality disorder. Please be considerate of others and don't play this too loud.

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