Me and Trumpy McGee (Freedom Molecules)

Oil spill near Baton Rouge, pelicans and cranes

Were lookin’ greasier than refried beans

BP played that diesel down, just before it rained 

Stock prices from here to New Orleans

I pulled my gas hose from its dirty, smelly nozzle

I was texting while my tank filled up on cue

Windshield wipers slappin’ time, I was keepin’

Trumpy’s words in mind

We burned every ounce of fossil fuel 

Freedom’s just another word for petrol molecules 

And Lord you know that Freedom Gas ain’t free

Cuz Freedom Gas was awesome Lord, before we really knew 

Climate change would send us up shit’s creek

Up shit’s creek with me and Trumpy McGee.

From the Kentucky coal mines, to the California sun

There Trumpy sang the praises of petrol

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

Freedom Gas has kept us from the cold yeaaah

One day down near DC, Lord, reason slipped away
It’s lookin' for an ear, and I hope it finds one
But, I'd trade all my tomorrows, for one single yesterday
To tell Congress we’re all about to fry.

Freedom’s just another word for petrol molecules 

And Lord you know that Freedom Gas ain’t free

Cuz Freedom Gas was awesome Lord, before we really knew 

Freedom Gas would send us up shit’s creek

Up shit’s creek with me and Trumpy McGee.