Sludge - 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

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