Lyrics:
Coal. oil. And. natural gas
Fossil fuels. We burn. On mass
At the power plant, quick. as a flash
Energy is sent to us for our cash
Non renewable
You don't know Holy Spirit is the plug?
Ewepu the plug madu ga ku nu isi na wall o
Won ni won wa mi
I am in Christ
Nothing but joy oh
I am on vibes
I am
そして唸って墓場まで
Bound Up in my Work.
Bound Up in my Work.
I'm a Turbine. I'm a Wheel，
I am Gas Oil.I'm a Stone.
I am Flaming Up. I'm a Wheel.
I'm Exploding
noire,
Le cadeau empoisonné.
Bidon de gas-oil, bidon de gas-oil,
Diesel ou sans plomb,
Indice d'octane.
Dans les pharmacies,
Ampoules, gélules,
ooo
Make your boys collect ooo
Ooo oil my head
Oluwa gee m nti muo
Afuro onye m ga akoziri
Ikpere m di na ala
Aka ka m ji na akoru nsi
Onye bidoro olu
Well now, listen people let me tell you some news
I'll sing a song called the crude oil blues
We're low on heat 'n' all
We're low on gas
And I'm
And hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire where my
White-haired uncle waits
Jump to the ground as the turbo slows
To cross the borderline
And hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire where my
White-haired uncle waits
Jump to the ground as the turbo slows
To cross the borderline
Light up a cigar
We're going far
We're gonna scar
Wars are made to take the oil
Kill them on the soil
Using all the gas till we boil
Wars are made to take
20 gas bags got a whole lot of xotti
I be on oil got me feeling like a Saudi
Imma fuck your bitch in a R8 Audi
Diamonds in my tennis chain looking
with Halliburton Oil and Gas
He gave me a paper which he asked me to sign
What is it? I asked him, he said, “Nevermind,”
Said if I just put my name down
you need
But I can't get a gallon of gas
There's no more left to buy or sell
There's no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas can't be purchased
you need
But I can't get a gallon of gas
There's no more left to buy or sell
There's no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas can't be purchased
the felltop a flickering sea, a single tree// like birds in a lamp oil bower/ scattered satellites and skeleton keys/ face down with the ground below me, in
zijn net een wasmachine
Ik Zet mijn vieze in haar wascabine
Ik draai turbine hoe ik draai turbine
Ze draait op stroom geen benzine das een wasmachine
Fuck big oil
Fuck big oil
Fuck big oil
Fuck big oil
I'll drive down to the Mobil
That's right there down the street
Drop a match in the gas tank
Just
Lonely hearts
They're just made to break
There ain't no spare parts
Ain't no oil to change
Honey, I ain't accustomed to lose
If I want somethin'
steam turbines boiling and diesel to burn
With armaments massive and carrying many aircraft
She delivered uranium for nuclear fission
For use in
refuses to rise
What will we tell the children
When they are taken
By surprise
Did we go too far too fast
With our foot down on the gas
Is it too late
We’re running out of oil
It’s going to be hard to live
If we don’t find some alternatives to oil
Because pretty much everything we do uses oil
Let
They mad we got the juice and wanna taste
Sipping two cup kill puffin Kill Bill
Hit the gas never let the oil spill
Never been your perception of real
like an oil spill, we never seen
(We are in the sixth mass extinction)
Save the earth from our regime, those some hollow dreams
(And this time, we're
to play ah mas
Horn on me head
And oil on me skin
Ah dey wid me flask
Yes de rum is me gas
Ah beggin you tell de committee
Ah say please leggo de mas
Allu
big oil company's, us kids will like to ask...
When we grow up and learn to drive, what will we use for gas?
Tiny: Ha ha...So you say things are shaking
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