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The Price Of Oil

It's been a long time since I've done one of these. Here's a song from the mighty mighty Billy Bragg that you probably've heard, but if not, you shoulda, by crikey. Listen here.

voices on the radio
tell us that we're going to war
those brave men and women in uniform
they want to know what they're fighting for
the generals want to hear the end game
the allies won't approve the plan
but the oil men in the white house
they just don't give a damn

it's all about the price of oil
it's all about the price of oil
don't give me no sh-t
about blood, sweat, tears and toil
it's all about the price of oil
now I ain't no fan of Saddam Hussein
oh, please don't get me wrong
if it's freeing the Iraqi people you're after
then why have we waited so long
why didn't we sort this out last time
was he less evil than he is now
the stock market holds the answer
to why him, why here, why now

Saddam killed his own people
just like general Pinochet
and once upon a time both these evil men
were supported by the U.S.A.
and whisper it, even Bin Laden
once drank from America's cup
just like that election down in Florida
this sh-t doesn't all add up
it's all about the price of oil
'cause it's all about the price of oil
don't give me no sh-t
about blood, sweat, tears and toil
it's all about the price of oil

You reckon it's sophomoric, I reckon it's close enough to true. Buy me a beer, or I'll beat you senseless. You know, metaphorically.

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Well, this is a post to the personal website Emptybottle.org. It was posted by your genial host stavrosthewonderchicken on December 31, 2003, and is titled The Price Of Oil. It was published to the categories: Musical Interludes. In any of those places you might well find other similar things that will bring you Super Double Happiness.

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Comments: You got fingers, right?
2 Comments |
  1. 1

    Chris said

    Well...if its all about the oil then how come my gas prices are still pretty high?

    January 1, 2004 6:01 AM

  2. That's not what the song's talking about, I don't think.

    January 1, 2004 10:07 AM

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