Transcontinental Ska Songtext
von The Nails

I said they′re dancing in Manhattan
Under buildings made of glass
I said they're dancing in Manhattan
Under buildings made of glass
I said they′re dancing in Chicago
On the overpass
I said they're dancing in Chicago
On the overpass

Beware of the shoes as they move
I said they move

You get it
You got it
You get it
You got it
You get it
You got it
High class low class
No class at all


I said we're moving down the highway
Past the Howard Johnson with its 29 flavors
America I love you
Where did you go
America I love you
But where did you go

You get it
You got it
I said you get it
You got it
You get it
You got it
High class low class

The air began to shake
And the sky began to break
When the heat come down
And you feel it all around
The heat come down
And you feel it all around
The heat come down
And you feel it all around
The heat come down


I said the air began to shake
And the sky began to break
Said the air began to shake
And the sky began to break
When the heat come down
And you feel it all around
The heat come down
And you feel it all around
And the heat come down
And you feel it all around
The heat come down

Can you feel it

Said the air began to shake
And the sky began to break
Said the air began to shake
And the sky began to break
When the heat come down
When the heat come down