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The Tough Sell

Drive-By Truckers

Gangstabilly

1998

DAN's body in the trunk and hauled ass out of town
But somewhere just past the middle of nowhere the fuel pump blew
And the oil pump too, and the piston

Clenching the Fists of Dissent

Machine Head

The Blackening

2007

isn't free
It's paid with the lives of sons and families
'Cause blood is their new currency
And oil pumps the heart of money

So fight as one without

Isn't Free
It's Paid With The Lives
Of Sons And Families
Cause Blood Is Their New Currency
And Oil Pumps The Heart Of Money

So Fight As One
Without

fumes
The sun is burning my eyes
This golden afternoon
But I keep driving
Into the horizon (Yuh)
My love, we're so far removed
And the oil pumps so far

the new oil pump 
In the trunk there was bottles not moscato but the hard shit and prerolls hid under the trap carpet 
A culture shock in the sense

blooming now
Deep in the soil we digging for oil
Pump out all the money and cash out
I feel like a mouse in a rat race
Stuck running around in my house
It's

you are fun and free
Saturday, you'll steal me, slowly
Sunday, you're so slippery
Like oil all o'er the pump, baby, oh
My film noir hero, I will treat

Mexico
(Yeah)
Oil gas pump on the hill just like Texaco
(Yeah) scope on the Glock, beep beep
Make the Lam' drop (Yeah)
Everything low, real low, yeah, lamb

Our
Veins
Pump
Oil
Machines
Machines
Machines
Must be supervised
These Machines cannot build themselves 
Follow the handbook so they're made all

Well there is fruit ripe from the wicked soil
And see I aim to pick it thou shall toil
My heart pumps motor oil
Her feral stare beseech thy mortal

and you
Heaven only knows what we would do
If it weren't for the working man

He gets up every day at dawn
Tills the soil, pumps the oil, and rolls

I'm driving down this long and lonely
Oklahoma road
Oil wells pump that rhythm 
Across the fields of grain
The sun was bright this morning 
But now it

never meant
Anything more than the "one percent"?
Are you the righteous one
Who pulled our loved ones apart?
I see that black oil
That pumps your filthy

and go again
Pump your tires, oil your cog and go again

Ride, my friend, go fast on the road, until the end
Ride, my friend, just stop to the bar, refresh

Trampled Under Foot

Led Zeppelin

Pleeease!

1994

talking 'bout

Ooh, trouble-free transmission
Helps your oil's flow
Mama, let me pump your gas
Mama, let me do it all
Talking 'bout love, ah
Talking

Trampled Under Foot

Led Zeppelin

Led Zeppelin [Box Set]

1990

talking 'bout

Ooh, trouble-free transmission
Helps your oil's flow
Mama, let me pump your gas
Mama, let me do it all
Talking 'bout love, ah
Talking

City of Motors

Soul Coughing

Ruby Vroom

1994

nauseous.
No sleep, smokes, and he's nauseous.
Flicks an ash like a wild loose comma.
Ash hits the oil around the pump.
Travels to the pump and the pump

of the loon
Loon loon loon
Germany makes cars, China thinks big
Iraq pumps oil in it's Iraqi oil rigs
Africa's on the build, after a couple bad ideas
I ain't

away

Sensory-emotive overload
Actuator heart pumps oil of vitriol
Prismatic joints send my eyes reeling
Memory field: show me the day that I became

them jets)
Niggas Think I'm a drug dealer
Tell em Naw
My chick father a sheik
And he Pump oil like its vanilla
(My Nigga) Indria meet her off the Coast

properly freed
We stole their oil for the pumps that we feed and sell this calling when it probably should be free
Oasis safe spaces no racists or fakeness

waiting for the start to dream again

We've never stayed at silent bays 
Would prefer the storm to sunny days
Tin heart pumps oil into your veins 
Gives

eyes are visors, you cannot hide
There's nothing that my sensors can't find

Fears and terrors are part from the past
Now my heart it's just to pump oil

And I've tried almost everything
I swear
It's so good to see you
My how you've shrunk
You're shaking like an oil rig
One pump from blowing up
We tried but