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Ahoy, there, captain! Any big marlin out there today?

I'm at a crime scene by the Shithole the seven seas motel,

Probably a stolen one.

And the ritual Is intoxicating.

* pero mira, Baila, baila cayuquito *

There were a lot of bones In there, dexter,

You got that look In your eye.

Hanging in there?

Now it's just A matter of time

I'd like your input,

Never leave home Without my rubber gloves.

All that blood on the walls Looks like a finger painting.

Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove

Out of my head?

See, i can't help myself, Either.

I do tell you, dad. The hell you do!

That's not good enough.

There's something strange And disarming

No, not ice-cream trucks.

You can give me a fucking Analysis on the blood spatter.

Let's keep looking For the witness, okay?

I don't find anyone Around here.

I didn't recognize you With your clothes on.

In my own small corner Of the world.

He did him quick And got him out of the way.

So you got any ideas yet?

You better be a cop.

Throw her a fucking raft.

Well, uh, start working On your mental autopsy