Ten men workin´ had to get a new job
Try to save the planet from a fuel-burnin´ mob
Who turned on everyone for bein´ so controllin´
Takin´ away all the freedom they´ve been knowin´

Yeah, the government said they had to get new cars
Picked those fuel-burners and they went to Mars
They turned on everyone for bein´ so controllin´
And takin´ away the freedom that they had always been knowin´

Change ain´t never gonna come
They sang that togеther and they rose as onе
Take on the great conspiracy if you don´t
Try to stop them from livin´ as they´ve always been livin´

Ten men workin´ had to get a new job
Save a throwaway tool from an old corncob
Left behind by a farmer that killed for growin´
That bad yellow fuel with the economy slowin´