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When clouds of iron gather nigh,
Blackening the winter sky,
Storms gather fury from the lake,
Best hurry home and refuge take,
For soon the worst will come to pass,
And ice will turn your routes to glass,
While in the north the beast awakens,
From his year long slumber taken,
His howl, the fury of the gales,
With deadly curves that rarely fail,
To send your autos into flight,
Through blizzard's curtain blinding white,
See driving skills you lack
With the, flight of the skajaquada
Blackening the winter sky,
Storms gather fury from the lake,
Best hurry home and refuge take,
For soon the worst will come to pass,
And ice will turn your routes to glass,
While in the north the beast awakens,
From his year long slumber taken,
His howl, the fury of the gales,
With deadly curves that rarely fail,
To send your autos into flight,
Through blizzard's curtain blinding white,
See driving skills you lack
With the, flight of the skajaquada
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the 198 is a narrow, high speed, elevated highway in Buffalo known for its high accident rate during the winter months (or any other time of year) - when it becomes treacherous due to the lake effect snowfalls (cold fronts from Canada coming across Lake Erie) and freezing temperatures.
people flying off the thing -- Flight of the Skajaquada
... thats really all there is to it... great song!