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Drunk Shark & Nostradamus

by Trauma Cat

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Went down to the public pier Went down with a cooler of beer Got a text from my best friend Joe Saying he can’t make it no more Oh, no! Not Joe! So I poured one out in the sea I’ll be my own damn drinking buddy But then a fin emerged from the dark Something started drinking my PBR Oh, no! It’s a shark! Drunk Shark! Made a habit every Tuesday night Of downing brews with my favorite great white Five or six turned to seven or eight Hunting is hard when you can’t see straight Oh, no! We’re drunk! One day we were really buzzed When the all-girl swim team started swimming at us I wanted love, and he wanted food But we were too fucked up to make any moves Oh, no! Drunk Shark! White Claw! After summer it got all cold He went to Florida to prey on the old I stayed in town, started drinking indoors Thought of Drunk Shark with every Molson and Coors Oh, no! Indoors?! Next summer I was out on the pier Sitting there alone with my cooler of beer I heard a splash and looked down below Drunk Shark’s back and down to party for sure! Fuck yeah! Drunk Shark! Drunk Shark! Drunk Shark! Drunk Shark!
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Hither, my friend Come, take a seat I’ve uncovered a lot in just one week Before you dismiss it and disagree Won’t you entertain my POV? Nostradamus was dyslexic Yes, he got the numbers wrong Dribbling wine all on his manuscript called “2021” I have never once neglected to load up my theory gun And fire at will on everyone I’m history’s favorite son Do you ever think we’re on TV? They heighten our stakes in time for sweeps As locusts devour the Middle East We execute actors in the streets Nostradamus had a bum foot That he dragged all over town More failed poet than occultist A crippled birthday party clown I will never stop my research Lest they need me in D.C. ‘Cause I’m the chosen one I’m history’s favorite In the witching hour Just a hair past 3 AM I outstretch an arm and fumble for the nightstand Where one man grabs a Bible I reach for my trusty phone And ask it kindly to confirm there’s no such thing as the unknown Nostradamus was dyslexic Yes, he got the numbers wrong Dribbling wine all on his manuscript called “2021” I have never once neglected to load up my theory gun And fire at will on everyone I’m history’s favorite son

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released October 22, 2020

Produced by the Trauma Cat with Scott Scrimes for Cuck Records
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by St. Julian P. Dingus using revolutionary ScramGraft Technologies at a horrifying fallout shelter in Syracuse, New York, USA, 2020
Artwork by Jessica Beagle

“Drunk Shark"
Music by Ralph Kojig, Roman Pando, and Rutger DiBoyere
Lyrics by Ralph Kojig and Roman Pando
Featuring “Wipe Out” by Bob Berryhill, Pat Connolly, Jim Fuller, and Ron Wilson (The Surfaris)
Lead vocal by Ralph Kojig

"Nostradamus"
Music by Ralph Kojig, Roman Pando, and Rutger DiBoyere
Lyrics by Roman Pando
Lead vocal by Roman Pando

Trauma Cat is:
Ralph Kojig — guitar, vocals
Roman Pando — bass guitar, vocals
Rutger DiBoyere — drums

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