So, it seems we catch a bit of flak in reviews lately, for our "rediculous" song titles.
What people, I think, fail to realize is that the titles of our songs
describe what was going on within the band at the time it was written...

So I thought I'd take a moment to explain our latest...

"Inside-Out Cat Jacket", came to be the name for this track
based on a little experiment that I did after watching "the secret" and
various less-convincing studies on the "law of attraction".

Basically, the visual I got of a jacket, made entirely out of live cats
made me laugh my ass off, and the only thing funnier would be wearing
that jacket inside-out. Or, funnier still, a jacket comprised of live,
unharmed, fully functional, inside-out cats.

Starting in January on our tour with I am the Ocean & Love Me Destroyer
and continuing thru March with Trophy Scars & Imperial,
I spent a lot of time talking about cat jackets, explaining how gotdamn
funny a cat jacket would be and telling random people that all I wanted at
the end of this 3 month tour was a cat jacket. Etc, etc, etc.

Along the way I was given various clues and encouragement that if I just
held true to the law of attraction, and kept putting that "cat-jacket
vibe" out into the universe, then eventually I would get some kind of
result.

Fast forward to end of tour, I've for the most part given up on finding
anything resembling a cat-jacket. In order to combat the vicious
hangover I'd earned the night before working up the courage to sing
"walk" by the almighty Pantera with a live, local-to-Charleston cover
band, [See Cumberland's Metal Monday, see also; shameless plug for
eventual free alcohol] we got up fairly early and went out downtown to
peruse the shops and whatnots of quaint downtown Charleston, SC.

After about an hour of fruitlessly trying to find some decent boots at a
few thrift stores I turned my good friend Sarah and said, "gotdamn kid,
all I want is a gotdamn cat jacket." And rested my hand on the rack of
various costumes and jackets in front of me, noticed a nice navy
pinstripe number and pulled it out with faint interest...

Low and behold, it was the cat jacket! A perfectly sized jacket
decorated with iron-on cheetahs and lions complete with gold sparkle
glue bordering each individual big cat. A fucking cat jacket.

I just about shit a bag of dicks. I couldn't fucking believe it. I paid
$35 for my one-of-a-kind, 3-months in the making cat jacket that I'd
seemingly willed into existence.

So that, my friends was proof enough that you really can make anything
happen. Just gotta do it.

Thank you for reading my stupid story and without further ado, here are
the gotdamn lyrics:

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INSIDE-OUT CAT JACKET.

[As soon as this bitch is done and all the knots are cocked and pointed
in the proper misdirections, I'll be exiting, classy-like.]

Knock down my front door
if I ever think that I have one.
Knock back the stalest track
Safely dance to the beat of the masses.

And I forgot all my good jokes and tricks, becoming my best of both in the
process, and it's all about priorities...

Bar-coded, [broken] barbiturate [bullshit]
Eardrums are ringing and ringing in my head.
Just to tell me I am leaning... on the wrong side of feeling.

And I don't jump anymore, even when I say it.
Do you how heavy I am up here?
And if i was to pose the question
of when and if you learn yer lesson,
would it lessen any essence of my intended indiscretion?
And when I stall or step around it,
are you gonna aid my traction,
if i fraction off a half of our impending interaction?

I'm most alone when I'm with you
Thinkin' bout the dirty things we do.
Cut to the chase, jumpin' the cue...
It didn't hurt until you knew.

Let's just quote our contristation
'neath this veil of compensation
and repart back to the start
of this attempt at infestation.

Well the path is so familiar, spent.
Miss "taking-these-lines-for-granted".
When I'm with you I still feel alone!

And I'm told that you need us.
And I'm sure that you'll bleed us,
as dry as the ink on my first guilty plea.
And you know that I'm wreckless
And I know that yer restless
But I thought you should know
Right behind yer eyes,
this impenetrable glow Is more trouble than you know.

We've been hiding in the drink
We've been waiting for you.