The Great Molasses Disaster - The Darkest of The Hillside Thickets

Sugar, it’s hot today

So very hot today

Can you feel it?

Can you smell it?

Can you hear that tank a-creakin' away?

When the sheet iron blows

And the sweet mire flows

You got a real flash flood

And it’s not mud

You got two million gallons of molasses 'to go'

So many men swept out

And buildings too

That’s what a two story wave of molasses will do

It’s a short ride

On the dark tide

In a suffocating candy glaze

Sorry you came, sorry you tried

Sorry you had to find the sweetest way to die

Sorry you came, sorry you tried

Sorry you had to find the sweetest

So now you’re immersed

Struggling makes it worse

They were carried away in a syrup brown

Back in 1919 Boston town

Sorry you came, sorry you tried

Sorry you had to find the sweetest way to die

Sorry you came, sorry you tried

Sorry you had to find the sweetest way to die

Sugar, there is

Sugar, there is something

Sugar, there is something you don’t see every day

Sugar, there is

Sugar, there is something

Sugar, there is something you don’t see every day

Sugar, there is

Sugar, there is something

Sugar, there is something you don’t see every day

Sugar, there is

Sugar, there is something

Sugar, there is something you don’t see every day