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Dead Milkmen
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The Great Boston Molasses Flood
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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Regulations just slow down the process Inspections, we've got nothing to hide Pay no attention to the groaning & 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
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