Lyrics

Oil & Guns
by Greg Englesson

Oil & guns, Oil & guns
just keep buying Oil and guns.
Maybe a bomb, maybe your son,
keep on marching with oil & guns
could be a tank driven by a daughter,
blasting heavy metal into lambs at a slaughter

Oi Oi Oil, Oi Oi Oi Oil,

Oil & guns, Oil & guns,
keep on buying Oil & guns
They parade the latest craze across the heart on my sleeve
I buy what they sell as the innocent bleed
The funny thing is nothing at all
we’re paying the piper at this masquerade ball

Oi Oi Oil, Oi Oi Oi Oil,

Oil & guns, Oil & guns
just keep buying Oil & guns
Champagne glasses toast an empty banquet
grunts blindly roast free to want what they get
we buy fads and gadgets that fade the next day
as we push our boy’s and girls down into harms way

Oi Oi Oil, Oi Oi Oil, Oi Oi Oil, Oi Oi Oil.