Petrol Gang — текст песни (Rolling Stones)

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 $10.00 for gas
I got nowhere to go...

I talk to Mr. Getty
I 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...