TAR FINGER OIL MAN

Music & video by Nick Rye / Lyrics and vocal by Roger Thorp

I heard a story about a tar finger oil man

He said sorry to the money but I got to rewrite the plan

I really don’t want my prints on death no more

Yes it’s time to rewrite the way now

Rewrite and honest the soul

Honest the soul

Walking through the dust to the beautiful green limousine

Oh heading to the senate to deliver truth to the fake king

I’m not the future you see now I know I’m the past

And just like you i just can’t last

Yes it’s time to rewrite the way now

Rewrite and honest the soul

Honest the soul

I heard a call from the children see

You have to listen old man

New story to be told

I heard a story about a tar finger oil man

Unless you turning greed to green

You ain’t got a plan, you ain’t got a plan,

You ain’t got a plan

Yes it’s time to rewrite the way now

Rewrite and honest the soul

Honest the soul

I heard a call from the children see

You have to listen old man

New story to be told