Oil fuge
Black ancient milk we drink it evenings
we drink it at noon and mornings we drink it at night
we drink and drink
we dig a grave in the air where it gets hot
a man is in power he plays with snakes he writes
he writes when it turns dark to the press
about the world's cleanest oil
he writes and drills the press conference and the stars glisten
he blows in dog whistles
he scoffs at peer reviews let's dig in the ground
let’s dig in the air where it gets hot
he commands us growth without ceasing
black ancient milk we drink it at night
we drink it mornings and at noon we drink it evenings
we drink and drink
a man is in power he plays with snakes he writes
he writes in darkness to the press
the world's cleanest oil
the world's worst weather
we dig a grave in the air there there is room
he shouts drill deeper in the ocean floor you and the rest of you dance around hedge fund calves
he clings to the metal he raises it his eye is blue
pierce the North Sea you there and you others consume without end
black ancient milk we drink it at night
we drink it at noon we drink it evenings
we drink and drink
a man is in power with the world's cleanest oil
the world's worst weather he plays with snakes
he shouts climate hoax nothing but normal weather death is a tourist from Norway
he shouts drive cars and fly and rise exhausted up
you’ll get a grave in the air, where it gets hot
black ancient milk we drink it at night
we drink it at noon death is a Norwegian tourist
we drink it evenings and mornings we drink and drink
death is a Norwegian tourist his eye is blue
he strikes you with metal his aim is true
a man is in power the world's cleanest oil
he sets his dogs on us he gifts us a grave in the air
he plays with snakes and dreams death is a Norwegian tourist
the world's cleanest oil
the world's worst weather