Lyrics:
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
dangerous man
With dangerous, dangerous weapons
I want to drain the coal resources in America
And foreign sources of crude oil.
I'm a weapon of mass
of bedrock,
Limestone in between
A fossilized dinosaur
A little patch of crude oil
A thousand feet of granite underneath
And then there's me
I was kinda
onna sofa
Shade bad engine ya me a rota
Make her engine move tryna please her
Vibrating and pumping on her crude oil
Crude oil
Crude oh yeah ehh yeahhh
spread
Hook
No be groundnut oil
no be palm oil
no be crude oil
na the anointing oil
No be groundnut oil
no be palm oil
no
of bedrock, limestone in between
A fossilized dinosaur
A little patch of crude oil
A thousand feet of granite underneath
Then there's me
I was kinda
way, I want you know, I know I want you love
Rude boy, I'm wishing you the bestest
Crude oil, I know, I know it's tough
To uncoil and keep rooting
The black kettle boil
Full of pig and crude oil
The lab on the land
Hidden deep beneath the soil
A clever frog, gnats by the pond
Not a false
tired of
your stupid white cube
and everyone
paying to make it
through the tube
And I'm this
or I'm that but
I'm not fast food
I'm crude oil baby
Female in the Crude Oil Water
Swallowed in the lake
The outstretched arm of someone's daughter
And I can't look away
No eyes, no face
Just a resting
Order
Tradition of suspicion
Genocide and slaughter
The fight carries on
Blood, sweat and toil
All after the veins
That bleed crude oil
This is the price
of my skin
I'm looking for a lover, but there ain't nobody here
Searching for a vessel that can sail into the clear
Endless blue and a crude oil, hold
of the heavens
And I!
I am going back to my home
My home!
My home!
And you, and you, and you
You are going back to your home.
The crude oil, which powers our
person
No dey no person
No dey fear person
Zebede is a rude boy
But you wanti na good boy
Zebede I be musician to tun ta crude oil
Telescopically looking
a thunder God
Shango shango thunder god
No President just bloody coup
Crude oil in the pepper soup
Crude Oil in the soil, staining the root
Old witch
mi double your hustle oh oh oh
Respect yourself oh oh oh
Stop living fake life
Ororo no be crude oil
Pussycat no be tiger
Monkey ya to si chimpanzee
he was shootin' at some food
And up through the ground came a bubbling crude
(Oil, that is, Texas tea, black gold)
First thing you know, old Jed's
of a sudden right up from the ground, there
Well, there came a bubblin' crude
Oil that is Well, maybe you call it black gold or Texas tea
He gonna move
had set him up
And now he'd lost his dream
You'll get - diamonds for dynamite
And ivory for crude rough oil – there'll be
Diamonds for dynamite
So don't
clowns couldn't have got a cap and gown if you bought it
I parlay with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
A broke
clowns couldn't have got a cap and gown if you bought it
I parlay with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
A broke
clowns couldn't have got a cap and gown if you bought it
I parlay with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
A broke
from the ground, there
Well, there came a bubblin' crude
Oil that is Well, maybe you call it
Black gold or Texas tea
He gonna move next to Mr. Drysdale
a konvict
Be all u can be now don't dat sound like some dumb shit
When you die over crude oil as black as my nigga boo
It's really a desert storm that's
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