Oil

Missile Dick Chicks: Oil (2007)

(to the tune of Motown's hit "Money") Without petroleum your life would blow, Your plastic tchotchkes and your ribbed dildo Are made from oil, that's what we want. That's what we want. Yeah! That's what we want. Peace and harmony sound good to me, But they won’t power my new SUV. It needs some oil, that’s what it wants. That's what it wants. Yeah! That's what it wants. To make an omelet you must break some eggs. Iraqi kids will make a nice flambé For our cheap oil, that’s what we want. Bush is hoping just to shoot and score. He’ll get great mileage from an oil war, 'cause we love oil, that’s what we want. Solar power is the future, so In a few years we’ll invade Mexico. Till then it’s oil, that’s what we want.