If you ask me what's the cause of air pollution
Or what's left our coastline relatively spoiled
It's the reason that I live
For an oil executive
That's oil,
That's oil

We make pesticides that kill the largest insects
And our chemicals contaminate the soil
It may seem a trifle cruel
To depend on fossil fuel
That's oil,
That's oil

Those Earth First!ers may call me "infernal"
"Global whining," is all I reply;
'Cause my profits will be sempiternal
Or at least till my oil wells run dry

I get phone calls from Caracas and Cancun, dear
And by rich Kuwaitis I get treated royal
There's so much for you and me
In the lap of luxury
That's oil,
That's oil

Other guys may offer moonbeams and excuses
They'll be thoughtful, honest and completely loyal
But they don't have what I've got
Like my Lexus, and my yacht
That's oil,
That's oil!