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When the rats looked over their skin
They saw the map of where they had been
The output made everyone sad
Spliced into all that they had
He said: cut me up, ya cut me up
Yeah, ya cut me up in two
One side feeds the other
Not a whole lot more we can do
A million volts applied in service of unselfish genes
A gen. and then they all forget what it means
Ah hoooooooooooooo
As rats we reincarnate
When the rats crept out of their cave
They were surprised to find out it was day
The sadness penetrated their heart
And left them scurrying in the dark
He said: cut me up, ya cut me up
Yeah, ya cut me up again
One side feeds the other
Not a whole lot more left to say
A million volts applied in service of unselfish genes
A gen. or two and then forget what it means
Ah hoooooooooooooo
As rats we reincarnate
Ah hoooooooooooooo
Woe to the beautiful ones
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The Wight
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Turn your back and go slowly into me
Touch your wings to my shoulders carefully
And then turn over backwards hanging feet
We're dead but still alive
To empty our bank accounts
And file a death note
While I'm begging for dinner you're asleep
I'm a sinner for hunger honestly
How the ashes of kitsch did make the scene
Our love ever alive
Our love is a constantine
Stranded on a lifeboat
Turn an eye and go back in me
Look back on the wight
From the barrows we'll come back some day
Look back on the wight
Taste the marrow of sweet savor
Look back on the wight
By the harrows we have heard their name
Look back on the wight
For the God of Small Things
Who can smell us always
With our heads on a secret
While pressing lips, can barely speak
For the God of Small Things
Who can smell us always
With our heads on a secret
Turn your back and go slowly into me
Touch your wings to my shoulders carefully
And then turn over backwards hanging feet
We're dead but undying
Our love is ever alive
We file a life note
Look back on the lonely wight
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Los Doggies New Paltz, New York
Los Doggies was formed in the late '90s by the Stormo brothers while writing jingles for their answering machine.
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Endless awesome melodies interwoven perfectly. Every moment rules. The songs are performed twice—once in traditional prog-rock setting, and again in the blooping beauty of a Nintendo soundcard.
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Guitarry nights. Zappa babies. A hardy helping of variety for folks who don't mind their metal lite and ticklish, their lyrics sparse and colorful, and for those who do: acquire this taste!
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