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Sludge Lyrics - Artist : Adolescents
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 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 Sludge Sludge |
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