Then one day he was shootin’ at some food and up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude. Oil                       that is. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Were gonna do it. Give                       us any chance well take it. Give us any rule

Then one day he was shootin’ at some food and up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude. Oil                       that is. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Were gonna do it. Give                       us any chance well take it. Give us any rule

Then one day he was shootin’ at some food and up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude. Oil                       that is. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Were gonna do it. Give                       us any chance well take it. Give us any rule

Then one day he was shootin’ at some food and up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude. Oil                       that is. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Were gonna do it. Give                       us any chance well take it. Give us any rule

Then one day he was shootin’ at some food and up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude. Oil                       that is. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Were gonna do it. Give                       us any chance well take it. Give us any rule