Way back in the year of The sun was growing And the oil was way beyond peak When crazy Hector Johnson broke into the And the black gold started flowing just like tea
It was the of the riots And London sat in heat And the of Mini Coopers Took the to the streets
But when the was handed down For no trucks and no more cars They cans of petrol Through the windows of Yard and they yell
Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah,
When the mounties the palace Of the Saudi held them up for ransom Without disturbing high tea
But get away was shaky They in the Riyadh streets 'Cause you make it very far When tank is on empty
But the final can of was loaded on a truck And driven the streets of Agra to the palace aqueduct You see, all the of worship That once these fatal halls Was just a for the angry As blew up the Taj Mahal, and they yell
will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, will be free, 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, Gary ran a market way down in Where the got together And talked this great country But when the government it's back on farming Man, what I hear, is they dragged the out of the ground With a big vintage Deere
Well, I had on my payroll Standing on my front drive Snipers on my roof poised at Who didn't me alive
'Cause they audited my And my under threat 'Cause I had a message and a And I'll it to the death, yeah
Gasoline will be free, be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah,
You got the in Argentina Making fuel from sugar You got the bastards of the Afraid of popping greed vain
the money's in the pipeline And pipeline's dry And we'll be the to recognize Where there's shit, always flies