Inspired by Jeff Rubin's book "Your World is about to get smaller".
Lyrics
Lobsters from Maine, Olives from Spain
Wine from the French Bordeaux
Now you're eating chicken raised in your backyard
Cause those delivery planes can't fly no more.
Chorus:
We're at the Bottom of the ninth of the Hydrocarbon Age
Bottom of the Ninth of the Hydrocarbon age
Can't find Cheap Gasoline, Cheap Diesel or Oil
You'd Better Saddle up that old pinto
Cause you know your Old Ford won't Roll
Driving with your girlfriend with the T Top down
And the Breeze blowing back her hair
Only thing Blowing now is your big mouth
As She leaves you at the Curb just Standing There
Chorus
Ride
The Chinese made your T shirts The Chinese made your pants
the Work so Cheap and oh so Hard
Now you're rocking seams with a Sewing Machine
Cause those Cargo Ships are stuck in their Ship Yard
Chorus
