El Mariachi by Butch the Butcher
You are lazily waking up to a soothing tune creeping through your old and dusty cracked casket. It's a bass driven song with some cadence, with some mezcal like accents to it. Such is the case when you have woken up on the side of the calacas. Cuando ya te moriste holmes. Welcome to our party! Get your hood on. You are expected on stage compadre! There's some fine catrinas waiting for your bendy fingers.