Тональность: Db major
Verse 1
C
G
A
G
C
Hey there, Mr. Opec,
F
C
or should we call you she?
F
G
A
For we're fresh out of a leader's soul,
D
G
let us tax payers speak.
C
You run your harems on our wheat,
F
grown in our native soil.
C
F
C
Our natives get so restless
A
D
G
C
when you rip us off on oil
You bought our politicians,
F
we know you paid them well
C
F
C
Eb
A
We want to buy them and your oil,
D
cause we're as mad as hell
G
C
Our own farmers here at home
F
stay in an awful rut
C
F
C
Bb
We steal from them to give to you
A
D
G
C
Am
C
Ab
to feed your hungry gut
Db
And hey there, our own oil men,
Gb
we won't call you by name
Db
Gb
Db
Bb
You say you're low on fuel and gas,
Eb
Ab
but we're wise to your games.
Db
You've got us lined up at the pump,
Gb
Db
you say how much we'll buy.
Gb
Db
Bb
But when the price gets high enough,
Eb
Ab
Db
you'll have a good supply.
And hey there, Mr. Bureaucrat,
Gb
Db
we've got a word for you.
Gb
Db
We know about your kickbacks,
Bb
Eb
Ab
boy, and we can kick some, too.
Db
Soon the people's gonna rise,
Gb
just like our food and gas.
Db
Gb
Db
Bb
And when we do, we'll kick you out,
Eb
Ab
right on your big fat ear.
Db
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