I just hopped off a big bear
I was in a nine-line bind
That honey hole is all dog legs
I think the gusher's running dry
I think the gusher's running dry
I think the gusher's running dry
Fossil fuel forever
I'm no good at toeing lines
No one ever called me clever
I like working for what's mine
What's mine
Just dropped a load in H-town
Now I'm starting my backslide
That cruiser blew my doors off
Now those yardsticks are flying by
Those yardsticks are flying by
Those yardsticks are flying by
Fossil fuel forever
I'm no good at toeing lines
No one ever called me clever
I like working for what's mine
What's mine
I'm parked between two bulldogs
No one sent the load-in time
If I could just cut through this thick fog
I think we'll have a show tonight
Yeah we'll put on a show tonight
Are you ready for the show tonight?
Fossil fuel forever
I'm no good at toeing lines
No one ever called me clever
I like working for what's mine
What's mine
