the big three killed my baby
no money in my hand again
the big three killed my baby
nobodys comin home again
their ideas made me wanna spit
a hundred dollars goes down the pit
30 000 wheels are rollin
and my stick shift hands are swollen
everything involved is shady
the big three killed my baby
yeah yeah yeah
the big three killed my baby
no money in my hand again
the big three killed my baby
nobodys comin home again
why dont you take the day off and try to repair
a billion others dont seem to care
better ideas are stuck in the mud
the motors runnin on tuckers blood
dont let em tell you the futures electric
cause gasolines no measured in metric
30 000 wheels are spinnin
and oil company faces are grinnin
now my hands are turnin red
and i found out my baby is dead
yeah yeah yeah
the big three killed my baby
no money in my hand again
the big three killed my baby
nobodys comin home again
well ive said it now
nothings changed
people are burnin for pocket change
and creative minds are lazy
the big three killed your baby
the big three killed my baby
no money in my hand again
the big three killed my baby
nobodys comin home again
and my babys my common sense
so dont feed me plannes obsolescence
yeah my babys my common sense
so dont feed me planned obsolescence
im about to have another blowout
im about to have another blowout
