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If you were born after 1977 and grew up in NYC.... You know this song. Sing along.

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I was walking down the hall
Scratching my ball
but my dick got got in the elevator door

My mama screamed
My dick turned green
and that's the end of my dingalingaling

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from Death before delusion, released January 2, 2014
Author- unknown (Urban folksong)
Guitar, bass, drums, vocals, production- 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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