Jersey Shore (Sadlands Demo) Songtext / Lyric

On the Jersey Shore

Send all our dimes

I was getting change

Back of my mind



Shooting blanks

In Jerseytown

We tunnelled in

Manhattan-bound



What can we do?

There's life there for me

With a sweet young thing

And a cool, cool breeze



To a smokestack chime

We carry forth

Cinder child

And nights we forced






They are saints hovering

The lost soul is carried down

Let him go on a riverbed

God rest your soul

God rest this town



What should we do?

There's life here for me

With a sweet young thing

And a cool, cool breeze

Say a prayer for me



In the pinball din

Done with glow

Dream the Jersey Shore

We kiss in here



On the Jersey Shore

Is where I died

Hat in hand

My eyes to the sky