Clutch - Pulaski Skyway lyrics
[Clutch - Pulaski Skyway lyrics]
The Sky Pulaski way
By the fires of Elizabeth
Never cease to amaze
So hats off to the industry’s casualties
Tra loo tray lay
Oh that swamp full of grabbing hands
Pull you under New Amsterdam
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well
How many are there one can never tell
Got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
(Andy Warhol, CBGB's, andy Warhol, CBGB's)
Art class for the bourgeoisies
Lab rats for the cat
Real estate moguls, Chump Towers
When the wind blows you can
Hear the windows go
Rat a tat rat a tat tat tat
Jimmy Hoffa in the Meadowlands
Weighing down that union man
So grab his ankles, stevedores
Oh man how those Jets do roar
Got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Oh but to just dine on sewage
Cold seagull pie
Wrestle albino alligators and spin
The good lie
Oh that swamp full of grabbing hands
Pull you under New Amsterdam
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well
How many are there one can never tell
Got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
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