Deep wells, deep wells run dry
Driving and love, share some equal truth
Fell in love with my car like I fell for you
Got addicted to your looks and speed
You drove me down, with your high cost needs
Off the lot, down Pauper Street
Five minutes later, my pocket started to bleed
Working hard to make this last
You shiny little babies were out of gas
I bought you pearls and nitro gasoline
Mad Max loaned me some kerosene
I had to steal to keep you fed
Champagne, caviar and tetra ethyl lead
I start to pray, when I’m low on fuel
Ready to rob, what would Jesus do?
I’m heading east for the sand, no surf
100 bucks a gallon, that’s what it’s worth
Atomic fission our souls will boil
Ten pints of blood for a quart of oil
Deep wells
Deep wells run dry