Way back in the of 2017 The sun was growing And the oil was way beyond peak When Hector Johnson broke into the refinery And the black gold started flowing just Boston tea
It was the of the riots And sat in sweltering heat And the of Mini Coopers Took the battle to the
But when the creed was down For no more trucks and no more They threw of petrol Through the windows of Scotland Yard and they
Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah,
When the stormed the palace Of the Saudi They them up for ransom Without disturbing their tea
But get away was shaky They stalled in the streets you can't make it very far When your is on empty
But the final can of gasoline was on a truck And driven through the streets of Agra to the aqueduct You see, all the of worship once adorned these fatal halls Was just a target for the As they up the Taj Mahal, and they yell
Gasoline will be free, be free, yeah, yeah, yeah will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah,
My friend, ran a market way down in Tennessee Where the got together And about this great country But when the government turned it's back on Man, what I hear, is they dragged the out of the ground With a big John Deere
Well, I had soldiers on my Standing on my front drive Snipers on my roof at those Who didn't me alive
'Cause they my taxes And my under threat 'Cause I had a and a megaphone And scream it to the death, yeah
Gasoline will be free, be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, Gasoline will be free, be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah,
You got the in Argentina Making fuel from sugar You got the bastards of the of popping that greed vain
'Cause the money's in the And pipeline's dry And we'll be the to recognize Where there's shit, there's always