Samstag, 2. Aug 2008, 11:31

Presenting: The Velvet Underground's
Waitin' for the (Oil)Man.
( apologies to Lou and Laurie )

D G D G
I’m waiting for my (oil)man
D G D G
26 billion dollars in my hand
D F#
Up to longitude 035
G
Feel sick and dirty,
A
more dead than alive
D G D G
I’m waiting for my (oil)man

Hey white boy, why you bombin’ our town?
Hey white boy, you chasin’ camels around!
Pardon me sir, it’s furthest from my mind
I’m just lookin for despotic friends of mine
I’m waiting for my (oil)man.

Here he comes, he’s all dressed in white
sandals and, a towel for a hat,
He’s never early, he’s always late
First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
I’m waiting for my (oil)man

Up to the derrick, pass Dick Cheney on the stairs,
The UN's pinned you, but nobody cares
He’s got the pump, fills your tank with eight,
Then you gotta drive 'cos you got no time to waste
I’m waiting for my (oil)man

Hey Green Boy, don’t you holler, don’t you ball and shout
I’m feeling good, drivin' my SUV about.
I’m feeling good, I'm feeling so fine
Until tomorrow, but that’s just some other time
I’m waiting for my (oil)man

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[Found at: http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2007/01/velvet_undergro.html - lookie: THE Velvet Underground Acetate…]
("Did someone say, 'Acetate?' Yup.")