Gasoline Lyrics - Detours - Sheryl Crow

Way back in the year of 2017 

The sun was growing hotter 

And oil was way beyond it's peak 

When crazy Hector Johnson broke into a refinery 

And the black gold started flowing 

Just like Boston tea 

It was the summer of the riots 

And London suffered sweltering heat 

And the gangs of Mini Coopers 

Took the battle to the streets 

But when the creed was handed down 

For no more trucks and no more cars 

They threw cans of petrol through the windows 

At Scotland Yard 

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Gasoline 

Will be free, will be free 

Gasoline 

Will be free, will be free 

When the Mounties stormed the palace 

Of the Saudi family 

They held them up for ransom 

Without disturbing their high tea 

But their getaway was shaky 

They stalled in the Riyadh streets 

'Cause you can't make it very far when your tank is on empty 

Final can of gasoline was loaded on a truck 

And driven through the streets of Agra to the palace aqueduct 

You see, all the majesty of worship that once 

adorned these fatal halls 

Was the target for the angry 

As they blew up the Taj Mahal 

Gasoline 

Will be free, will be free 

Gasoline 

Will be free, will be free 

Gary ran a market way down in Tennessee 

Where all the farmers got together and talked about this great country 

But when the government turned its back on the farming man, what I hear 

They dragged the pumps out of the ground 

With a big vintage John Deere 

I've got soldiers on my payroll 

Standing guard on my front drive 

Snipers on my roof poised at those 

Who didn't want me alive 

'Cause they audited my taxes 

My family under threat 

'Cause I've got a message and a megaphone 

And I'll scream it to the death 

Gasoline 

Will be free, will be free 

Gasoline 

Will be free, will be free 

You got the farms in Argentina 

Making fuel from sugar cane 

You got the bastards in Washington 

Afraid of popping that greed vein 

'Cause the money's in the pipeline 

And the pipeline's running dry 

And we'll be the last to recognize 

Where there is shit there's always flies