Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Big Oil Spill , by - Houndmouth. Song from the album Houndmouth EP, in the genre КантриRelease date: 26.08.2012
Record label: Rough Trade
Song language: English
The Big Oil Spill |
| Road trips and rumble strips |
| Sweet Lorraine she’s got ruby red lips |
| She drives about in her Plymouth lord |
| She recently crashed her flatbed ford |
| Gil Scott-Heron and his brother the Baren |
| They flew down south with coke eyes glaring |
| And they spoke the words freedom lord |
| But their tongues were tied up and bleeding lord |
| And I find myself in a gold mine |
| Three feet beneath that county line |
| The oil it spilled and it blackened my face |
| And it tore out the heart of the human race |
| Young Dorothy Jean and her sewing machine |
| Breaking at the corners and breaking at the seams |
| Glitter and gold well she ain’t that old |
| She looks 33 but she’s 40 I’m told |
| And I find myself in a gold mine |
| Three feet beneath that county line |
| The oil it spilled and it blackened my face |
| And it tore out the heart of the human race |
| I find myself in a gold mine |
| Three feet beneath that county line |
| The oil it spilled and it blackened my face |
| And it tore out the heart of the human race |
| Road trips and rumble strips |
| Sweet Lorraine she’s got ruby red lips |