American Pie OIL-Spill Parody part 1

[Jeffersons Ghost]

This song is longer than I thought. If people like I'll do part 2 this evening.

A long, long time ago...
Can you still remember?
How fuel prices made you smile.
And our sea was pretty clean
A little blue a little green
And, wild-life seemed happy for a while.

But Exxon/ Moblie gave us pause
With every spill they‘d break some laws.
Bad news on the beaches;
and water not fit for leaches.

I can?t remember if they lied
When I read about their deadly pride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day Alaska died.

So bye-bye, miss petroleum pie.
Drove my chevy to the dealer,
And the dealer didn‘t cry.
He, like other good old boys were selling stocks high
Singin?, "this?ll be the day oil futures die.
"this?ll be the day gasoline uses die."

Did you write your congressman,
And did he make a better plan,
If Nebraska told you so?
Did he mention gasohol
or Model Ts didn’t stall,
And did he teach you how he lies real slow?

Well, I know that you?re in love with him
`cause I saw you voting in the gym.
You both made the news.
But now who‘s getting the screws.

[JuniperLea]

1. Brilliant!

:applause:

[Jeffersons Ghost]

2. okay... when I get done wiht work, I'll rewrite the whole song with BP in it too...

I should have it ALL up by 7:00 PM eastern

[PJPhreak]

3. Do u mind if I use this?

Thanks!

[Jeffersons Ghost]

5. wait until 7:00 and get it all first, okay? here's MORE...

Now for ten years we’ve been on our ass
Because of the high price of gas,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When W sang for the king and queen,
with bin Ladin, on the scene
those jets, he claimed came from you and me,

Oh, and while the towers came tumbling’ down,
Bush stole oil all around
The court was never convened;
profits were obscene .
And while lemons were made in Detroit
China decided to exploit,
The quarter of the working class,
And we sat feebly on our ass
The day our economy died.

[femrap]

4. I love parodies! nt

[Jeffersons Ghost]

6. HERE'S THE 1st HALF...

A long, long time ago...
Can you still remember?
How fuel prices made you smile.
And our sea was pretty clean
A little blue a little green
And, wild-life seemed happy for a while.

But Exxon/ Moblie gave us pause
With every spill they‘d break some laws.
Bad news on the beaches;
and water not fit for leaches.

I can't remember if they lied
When I read about their deadly pride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day Alaska died.

So bye-bye, miss petroleum pie.
Drove my chevy to the dealer,
And the dealer didn‘t cry.
He, like other good old boys was selling stocks high
Singin‘, "thisll be the day oil futures die.
"this?ll be the day gasoline uses die."

Did you write your congressman,
And did he make a better plan,
If Nebraska told you so?
Did he mention gasohol
or Model Ts that didn’t stall,
And did he teach you how he lies real fast?

Well, I know that you?re in love with him
`cause I saw you voting in the gym.
You both made the news.
But now who‘s getting the screws.

I was a lonely teenage broncin buck
With a 454 in a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day gas price-wars died.

I started singin’

"bye-bye, miss petroleum pie."
Drove my chevy to the dealer,
And the dealer didn‘t cry.
He, like other good ole boys, was selling stocks high
Singin‘, "this’ll be the day oil futures die.
"this’ll be the day gasoline uses die."

Now for ten years we’ve been on our ass
Because of the high price of gas,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When W sang for the king and queen,
with bin Ladin, it made a scene
his jets, he claimed came from you and me,

Oh, and while the towers came tumbling’ down,
Bush stole oil all around
The court was never convened;
profits were obscene .
And while lemons were made in Detroit
China decided to exploit,
The quarter of the working class,
And we sat feebly on our ass
The day our economy died.

"bye-bye, miss petroleum pie."
Drove my chevy to the dealer,
And the dealer didn‘t cry.
He, like other good ole boys, was selling stocks high
Singin‘, "this’ll be the day oil futures die.
"this’ll be the day gasoline uses die."

"bye-bye, miss petroleum pie."
Drove my chevy to the dealer,
And the dealer didn‘t cry.
He, like other good ole boys, was selling stocks high
Singin‘, "this’ll be the day oil futures die.
"this’ll be the day gasoline uses die."

Down deep near an underwater hill
BP had an oil spill and no one did a thing,
Eight miles deep and spewing fast.
As we all still sit on our ass.
Players sent their golf balls last,
With bin Ladin on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the Gulf Breeze air smells like turpentine
And BP won’t spend one thin dime
We’ll all get up to yell,
till BP tells us go to Hell!
`cause Tiger wants to leave the news;
Not Woods, it’s tiger-Exxon blues
Do you recall what was revealed
The day of the oil crime?

We forgot gasahol,
and started signin‘.


"bye-bye, miss petroleum pie."
Drove my chevy to the dealer,
And the dealer didn‘t cry.
He, like other good ole boys, was selling stocks high
Singin‘, "this’ll be the day oil futures die.
"this’ll be the day gasoline uses die."

Oh, and we‘re headin‘ for a place,
with greenhouse Hell from outer space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: BP be nimble, BP be quick!
Cause’ we’re all getting sick
BP is Exxons‘ only friend.