[Verse 1]
Oh, but to just dance on steel, Sky Pulaski way
By the fires of Elizabeth, never cease to amaze
So hats off to the industry’s casualties
Tra-loo tra-lay
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Oh, that swamp full of grabbing hands
Pull you under, New Amsterdam
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well
How many are there? You can never tell
[Chorus]
Got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people, they got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
(Andy Warhol, C.B.G.B.'s, Andy Warhol, C.B.G.B.'s)
[Verse 2]
Art class for the bourgeoisie, lab rats for the cat (na-na, na-na)
Real estate moguls, Chump Towers
When the wind blows, you can hear the windows go rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Jimmy Hoffa in the Meadowlands
Weighing down that union man
So grab his ankles, stevedores
Oh, man, how those Jets do roar
[Chorus]
Got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people, they got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
Oh, but to just dine on sewage, cold seagull pie (na-na, na-na)
Wrestle albino alligators and spin the good lie
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Oh, that swamp full of grabbing hands
Pull you under, New Amsterdam
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well
How many are there? You can never tell
[Chorus]
Got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people, they got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Got to, got to, got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
Got to, got to, got to get religion
They gonna join that underground church
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