Gasoline

I want gasoline.
(You want gasoline!)
Leave the lead in it!
(I'll leave the lead in it.)
I want gasoline.
(You want gasoline!)
Leave the lead in it!
(I'll leave the lead in it.)
I want gasoline.
(Where you gonna find it?)
Leave the lead in it.
(Cut off a camel's hump.)
I want gasoline.
(Super-unleaded!)
Leave the lead in it.
(We'll put it on credit)
But, oh no no no
here they come again!
Yeah, oh no no no, fuel for their fire!
BP, Mobil, Exxon, and Texaco!
Hey, oh no no no, they're very modern men.
BP, Mobil, Exxon, and Texaco!
Yeah, oh no no no, here comes eternity.
BP, Mobil, Exxon, and Texaco!
We need more fuel to get more fuel.
We need more land for our band.
A place to rest our feet in the desert heat.
Another song to sing, new customs we bring.
The sun says "Hey!" but the sand says "Ho!"
Motorsports, motorsports, that's how it works.
The locals say "please", but it's all just a tease.
Petroleum in gas cans.
I want gasoline.
(You want gasoline!)
Leave the lead in it!
(I'll leave the lead in it.)
I want gasoline.
(You want gasoline!)
Leave the lead in it!
(I'll leave the lead in it.)
I want gasoline.
(Where you gonna find it?)
Leave the lead in it.
(Cut off a camel's hump.)
I want gasoline.
(Super-unleaded!)
Leave the lead in it.
(We'll put it on credit)