Sheryl Crow의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Sheryl Crow
보컬
Bottrell Bill
타악기
Jeff Trott
일렉트릭 기타
벤 하퍼
백그라운드 보컬
Jeremy Stacey
드럼
작곡 및 작사
Sheryl Crow
작곡가
Bottrell Bill
작곡가
Jeff Trott
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Bottrell Bill
프로듀서
Eric Fritsch
엔지니어
Brendan Dekora
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Ken Takahashi
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Zeph Sowers
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Adrian Augustin
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
David Young
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Matt Tait
엔지니어
가사
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
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
Writer(s): Sheryl Crow, Jeffrey Trott, William Bottrell
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