Oil Junkies

Oil Junkies
By Mike Morin


What’s the matter with me
I’ve got too much to say
I used to be out there yellin’ at the top of my lungs
and no one was listenin’, anyway
Think I’ll go down by the river, by the highway
Via the busy streets
Where the cars and trucks are rollin’ fast
And say, “do you know how much noise you make
And that we’re runnin’ out of gas”?

Because we’re
Oil junkies, oil junkies
Waitin’ for our next oil change
Yes we’re a thirty weight wonder
Slowly goin’ under
I think it’s time we rearrange

Well, those drillin’ men
Blackening their seas and lands
They’ve got them over a barrel
And Chevron, Gulf, Shell, Aramco, BP and the rest
Those oligopolies over here in the west
They’ve all got us over a barrel

Because we’re
Oil junkies, oil junkies
Waitin’ for our next oil change
Yes we’re a heavyweight blunder
Slowly goin’ under
It’s well past time we rearrange

Now, you’re drivin’ here
You’re flyin’ there
You’re shippin’ everything every which way
And where
You’re ruinin’ he soil, the water, and the air
There’s only so much oil
Left underground
Very soon there will be none around
But we don’t seem to even care



Because we’re
Oil junkies, oil junkies
Waitin’ for our next oil change
Yes we’re an overweight blunder
Slowly goin’ under
It’s well past time we rearrange

It’s well past time we reassess
It’s well past time that we reform
It’s well past time that we reimagine
It’s well past time we reorganize
It’s well past time we restructure
It’s well past time that we reallocate
It's well past time we relocalize
It’s well past time that we rebuild
It’s well past time that we reduce
It’s well past time that we reuse
It’s well past time that we recycle

It's well past ime we rearrange.