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Song Written & Performed by Steve Roy
Chorus Vocals by Lori Ahuna
Music performed & recorded @ Kent Steel Music
Music and Video Produced & Edited by Chris Summey

Lyrics:
Gulf of Mexico Blues

Yo Oil keep flowing into the sea
Wit de compliments of your friends at BP
Dug dem a hole now de crude won't quit
Floatin on the ocean, mon e looks like -- ick..

Jus one dey, Fifty-tousand drum
Seein it on the beach jus make me go numb
We like de oil cus it make de car go
But we can't be pimpin de Gulf of Mexico!

Birds and fish die in de oil slick
Everybody shoutin Yo this is so sick!
Tryin to breathe they all suckin slime
Jus cause somebody try to make an extra dime

Chorus:
Now I don't know
You don't know
We don't know where des oil gonna go
In de Gulf of Mexico

Saw Obama stylin on de TV
He say don ya worry child we gonna clean da sea
We gonna clean all de water, birds and da fish
Don be playin me bro, you donno how to do dis!

Put on a show cause de polls be slippin
Ocean dyin Prez don you be trippin
Sending men with rags to clean oil from de grass?
Was up wit dat dude yo tink we sum dumb- Hey!

Voters get restless, time to do a knee jerk
Close all rigs down, put more men outta work
Can't hate oil drillin while yo drivin yo Benz
Lets use common sense or dis will never end

Chorus:
Now I don't know
You don't know
We don't know where des oil gonna go
In de Gulf of Mexico

Ain't no hypocrite, Ya I burn dat crude
Ain't a greenpeace boy, no tree-hugging dude
I'm cool wit oil but now I can't be chillin
When its de freakin ocean baby dey be killin

Bayou, Bama, Florida-Mississippi
Waves of Oil crash der economy
Fly man to da moon, dis da best dat we have?
Men in white suits shovel oil in a bag?

BP say Wo lotta fish in the sea
Hey Captn crunch soon jus two or three
The price of greed is always yo soul
Now clean up yo mess and plug dat damn hole!

Chorus:
Now I don't know
You don't know
We don't know where des oil gonna go
In de Gulf of Mexico

Shrimpin man cryin on the news
Broke my heart, YA! I'm feelin his blues
Standin in line for de BP money
Tells hes wife, Gulf's dyin honey

Instrumental
Watch powers dat be fight de soundbite war
Shaking hes head He ain't keepin score

Starin out to sea, waitin for de check
Dreams of better times on hes shrimp boat deck
Family Fish dese waters, hundreds of years
Standin wih hes boy, can't hol back de tears

Chorus:
Now I don't know
You don't know
We don't know where des oil gonna go
In de Gulf of Mexico

Bridge:
Cum an listen to me story bout my brother Fred
Proud fisher-mon, tryin kep hes family fed
Din one day he tryin to catch his food
When up from de ocean come a bubbling crude

First ting ya know here cum a billionaire
Sez yo Fred git ya boat outta here
Forget about ya life as a man of de sea
Put on dis white suit, now ya workin fo me

Throw ya few dollars, jus don't hold ya breath
Wheels turn slowly when ya dealin in death
Jus like our 60 million dollar ad campain
Every day more money goin down de drain

Chorus:
Now I don't know
You don't know
We don't know where des oil gonna go
In de Gulf of Mexico

Was de moral to dis story Yo wha we got to say
First don be blamin God, He don roll dat way
Bloggin hate and conspiracies
Do nothin to end this catastrophe

So stop de show, BP es kettin deep
Forget re-election- Obam jus be da chief
Got no time be tinkin bout jus yo own skin
Workin da problem we can do this my friend

Stop freakin bro losin yo sense o humor
End of da world mon, es jus a rumor
Les jus be savin save all de creatures we can
Give all de Gulf people a helping hand

Ending tune:
Chorus:
I still don't know
But we gotta go
God help us clean up dis oil
From de Gulf of Mexico