Petrol Blues letra

Please, Mr. President, say it isn't so
And I have a buck till I'm on duct ten row
Please, Mr. President, say it isn't so
I don't wanna pay $10 for gas
I got nowhere to go

I talk to Mr. Getty, talk to Texaco
I talk to Standard Oil
They say they got plenty to go, oh
Please, Mr. President, say it isn't so
I don't have to sell my Cadillac
That I just paid for, I just paid for

Play it faster, Stu
Bit behind there, dear
About two miles
(Pause)
Behind me

Please, Mr. President, say it isn't so
I don't have to sell my Cadillac
That I just paid for

I talk to Mr. Getty
And I talk to Standard Oil
They say they got plenty
But they ain't gonna part for no more

Please, Mr. Getty, I'm from Standard Oil
I'm down in Houston where they got it all stored
I phone the coaster, the funk and all the guard
We don't need none of those
We don't need any of that Arab stuff

Aw, please, Mr. President, say it isn't so
I don't have to sell my Cadillac, I just paid for

My friend says the trouble is
This country's too goddamn big
Maybe we should pull it in from the ages a bit
Maybe that way we'll have so far to go

I called Mr. Getty, I even called-up Texaco, Texaco
They got plenty left, they got plenty to go
Hey, Mr. President, say it isn't so
Aw, Mr. President, say it isn't so

Why do I have to sell my Cadillac
I just paid for, I just paid for