the big three killed my baby

no money in my hand again

the big three killed my baby

nobodys comin home again

their ideas made me wanna spit

a hundred dollars goes down the pit

30 000 wheels are rollin

and my stick shift hands are swollen

everything involved is shady

the big three killed my baby

yeah yeah yeah

the big three killed my baby

no money in my hand again

the big three killed my baby

nobodys comin home again

why dont you take the day off and try to repair

a billion others dont seem to care

better ideas are stuck in the mud

the motors runnin on tuckers blood

dont let em tell you the futures electric

cause gasolines no measured in metric

30 000 wheels are spinnin

and oil company faces are grinnin

now my hands are turnin red

and i found out my baby is dead

yeah yeah yeah

the big three killed my baby

no money in my hand again

the big three killed my baby

nobodys comin home again

well ive said it now

nothings changed

people are burnin for pocket change

and creative minds are lazy

the big three killed your baby

the big three killed my baby

no money in my hand again

the big three killed my baby

nobodys comin home again

and my babys my common sense

so dont feed me plannes obsolescence

yeah my babys my common sense

so dont feed me planned obsolescence

im about to have another blowout

im about to have another blowout