The Great Boston Molasses Flood
The Great Boston Molasses Flood

The Dead Milkmen - The Great Boston Molasses Flood Lyrics

Mar 15, 2013
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The Great Boston Molasses Flood Lyrics

Sweet Holy Jesus, there's a wall of molasses
Coming towards me and my family
Don't get me wrong I love disasters
But I haven't had breakfast
Or a cup of coffee
A hundred years from now
On the other side of town
There'll be a house party where the
Dresden Dolls will play
But I haven't the time to think of that now
Sweet sticky death is headed my way

Regulations just slow down the process
Inspections, we've got nothing to hide
Pay no attention to the groaning and creaking
Pay no attention to that growing dark tide

One hundred years from now
On this very spot
There'll be a quiet park where the
Children can play
But I haven't the time to think of that now
Sweet sticky death is headed my way

Writer(s): Genaro, Daniel Stevens, Dean Sabatino, Rodney Linderman
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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