He was a quarter the way insane
'Cause with a trust fund like that
His father was the engine
And his mother was the light
And valued money over time
Her name was Jenny Gasoline
I used to see her picture
On the cover of a dirty magazine
But she looked best when she was mine
They've got enough black gold
We'll just have to wait and see
There's been an accident on
They be broken in the park
And all them liquids that they're choking on is dark
Darker than a Georgia night with a heavy heart.
They've got enough black gold
We'll just have to wait and see
You should try it out sometime
There's nothing like going way too fast
they've got enough black gold
well just have to wait and see