engine's gone dead," cried the men who work there
And she passed up the dock
Then the ship ran aground
And they penned that report,
"The Big Spill" on that day
It was hundreds of thousands
Stretching thirty- two miles down
There were geese in the marshes
They got stuck where they stood
Don't buy it at the station,
you can have it now for free
Just come on down to the shoreline
where the wa ter used to be
In the well- charted waters of the
There's a ship run aground full of oil,
In a week's worth of rough winter
The boat started cracking and
It was seven- point- six million
Over hundred- miles and yes,
it came deep, it came wide
Oh, don't buy it at the station,
you can have it now for free
Just come on down to the shoreline
where the water used to be
There's talk of some writing found
helmsmen's unfit for his job
And the ship's gyro compass
Their charts were outdated but they,
And you know it's oil, oil
Don't buy it at the station,
you can have it now for free
Just come on down to the shoreline
where the water used to be
Got registered in through Liberian doors
Inspections are quick and
Just sign on the line and go find you a crew,
One of these ships was the
The Argo Merchant was the
Well it's sad, but it's true,
things got worse for the seas
'Cause I ain't even mentioned
between England and France
The big super tanker out there
With its one- hundred- thousand black
Yes, ya' know it's oil, oil
Man, it's creepin' in the sea
Oh, don't buy it at the station,
you can have it now for free
Just come on down to the shoreline
where the water used to be
Now down in the Gulf east of
There's something gone wrong,
A Mexican oil well is leaking
They say it's the worse that
Yes it's gallons of sludge,
Yes, things have got bad but
they will probably get worse
If you can't drink the oil, oh, you might,
Because it's oil, it's oil
And it's creeping in the sea
Don't buy it at the station,
you can have it now for free
Just come on down to the shoreline where the