Lyrics Sludge - Adolescents

Sludge

One Hundred six is the magic number
Up the East River to the Continental Shelf
It’s a tough sell to dump in the Atlantic
Nobody says, «Build a plant next to me»
Twenty million dollars will send it straight to the sea
Sludge
Southbound rail straight to the heart…
Bush style, seal it with a kiss
Sixty thousands poisons make a Texas Cocktail
Intoxicated town no one will miss
Let your conscience flush it all into the dirt.
Sludge