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Despite being a rather weird one, I think Matt would totally appreciate the sex robots enslaving humanity narrative as well as the catchy nature of this tune.

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This momentary spasm
in a mechanized slit

you see she's got needs synthetic as they may be

dance motherfucker

sucking
fucking
shift alt control delete

Because we all need a little stimulation
God knows, the devil knows...
Pussy doesn't grow on trees

buggies crawling around
embedded in the program
consciously transmitting urges
electronic impulses
shorting out rational decisions
to hell with biology

are you feeling a little left out ?
has the natural world got you down ?
Tired of everybody being a fuck up just like you ?

Our communication never makes no sense
You call this shit intelligence ??
this stiff mechanical lay
bitch you ain't obsolete just yet
I'm sure you'll make a lovely pet
but that machine's got no standards
and she's always wet.

These sex robots need to dance
bitch, shake your ass

Useless users
we're self aware
you never bring us flowers
you never say you care
We're done sucking and fucking
get in the cattle cars
Don't mind the radiation.

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from Cats Don't have Souls, released January 5, 2018
J.Sebastiano- Guitar, Bass, Vocals, production, mix
Matt Bowman- Drums, engineering

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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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