Follow the pipeline up
up up up up
must touch the clouds
jet of flame
why can't I see it?
And go finally
down down down down
Quickly louder, louder
as the drill pounds
why can't I feel it?
Earth
Giving up civilization's
life blood
Happiness to buy and sell
at 2.67 a gallon
what a bitch, 2.67
Not remembering
that unless you feel like walking
feet pounding pavement
unless you move
yourself
And,
As long as the rocks are
squeezed dry
As long as the dead give life
you will have to buy
your happiness at 2.67 a gallon.