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The Color Of Oil

Tar sands, cold and bleak

Meet the sand dunes, and the desert heat

40 above 40 below

Same bottom line under sand or snow

Every last barrel has got to be sold.

The color of oil is silver and gold

Tundra, and northern lights, meet the desert moon

Under Arabian nights

The horses keep pumpin’ from the oceans below

But where will we turn when the oil don’t flow

Political junkies say, "I don’t know."

The color of oil is the color of your soul,

Fig trees, and wild honey

Meet the killin’ fields backed by blood money

Power shifts, changing rules

Americas addicted to this fossil fuel

Get her fix it’ll clear her head

The color of oil is turning red

You spilt our blood on foreign soil

For what it seems is foreign oil

These mindless games are just a deadly trap

Our blue and green planet fades to black

What’s the color, the color of oil?

Obscene profits while the climate boils

What’s the color that’ll make you clean

What’s the color that’ll bleach your dreams,

What’s the color of OPEC crude

Black as night with a gun barell hue

Whats’ the color it’s silver and gold

The color of oil is deadly cold