Royal Oil - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

Royal Oil, come on bubble and boil

Stabs like a dagger, make you stagger

On the hot tin foil

Mind your mind or it will surely spoil

then you sleep down in the soil

Nothing comes from nothing, come on Royal Oil

When you smoke or poke the poison

You lose the chance to be tomorrow

Look out on the horizon

And see the sadness, the pain and the sorrow

I can’t say enough about the stuff

Or what it has in store

When you smoke or poke the poison

You won’t be anymore

Royal Oil, come on bubble and boil

Stabs like a dagger, make you stagger

On the hot in foil

Mind your mind or it will surely spoil

Then you sleep down in the soil

Nothing comes from nothing, come on Royal Oil

Royal Oil has cut many down to size

Spikes gonna strike the weak and strong alike

And then forever, and ever close those eyes

Make up your mind to keep your mind up And to your life be loyal

Nothing comes from nothing, come on Royal Oil

Royal Oil, big trouble brewing

Long, lonely road, long road to ruin

Wrong path to take, great big mistake

And then you sleep down in the soil

Nothing comes from nothing, come on Royal Oil