Petrol
I'll waste
Your time and space
I'll waste
Fade in and out
Sulfur like Lorelei
It fades in and out
I could be the treasure
A rising eulogy it said
It said
Hold up
I'm the oil man
Hurting for petrol and gasoline
Wounded yet crooked
I'll gain and deal the land
What happened to capacity?
Forgetting you in the day
After all why not
The head is a river that runs
Like mountains in her shoe
Bought and sold like guns
To be your prospector at play
Who'd run and talk and run
Your time and space
I'll waste
Fade in and out
Sulfur like Lorelei
It fades in and out
I could be the treasure
A rising eulogy it said
It said
Hold up
I'm the oil man
Hurting for petrol and gasoline
Wounded yet crooked
I'll gain and deal the land
What happened to capacity?
Forgetting you in the day
After all why not
The head is a river that runs
Like mountains in her shoe
Bought and sold like guns
To be your prospector at play
Who'd run and talk and run
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Writer(s): Chris Gwatney
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