Staten Island Ferry Songtext
von Heatstroke

There was a time in history
When these waters were so pure
They ain′t what they used to be
And we can thank the ferry tour

Look at what the people ride
Twenty million every year
Conquistadors of the tide
Choppy water drivers steer


Hey don' t the people look merry
Riding on the island ferry
Hey over here it′s ordinary
To pay a price but ain't they nice
They made the ferry free

The water may as well be land
It's filled with our dirt and grime
Tiny castles made of sand
Ferry docks one more time

It′s part of people′s daily lives
To some it's daily misery
Cannonballs swords and knives
Statue of Liberty