CFJ Vlog 19-7-24 Internal Combustion Blues

When gas was at it’s highest
I was at my lowest
Internal combustion blues
I had no place to go
I had no way to get there
Save for these two tired shoes

If the going got tough I got gone
The road was enough to depend on
And everywhere I went, I saw automobiles
Endlessly spinning their wheels

When shoes were wearing thin
I had thought of giving in
Internal combustion blues
Had I a place to go,
I knew that I could get there
On the back of these two dollar shoes

If the road got too rough I could lie down
Walking from small town to small town
And everyone who stopped, and offered a ride
Should know I was laughing inside

So drive them old sedans
Them pick up trucks and vans
S U V’s too many to choose
But they’re gonna cost you trouble
And gas is gonna cost you double
Internal combustion blues

Throw away the keys to your automobile
Vow to never get behind the wheel
Again, if you can
It’s just good advise from a friend

They’re death traps don’t you know
If you don’t I just told you so
Internal combustion blues
And anyplace you go
You’re better off to get there
On the back of a good pair of shoes

Throw away the keys to your automobile
Vow to never get behind the wheel
Again, if you can
It’s just good advise from a friend

Come on now
Internal combustion blues
I said come on (one and all) right now
Internal combustion blues