I’d like to teach the world to drill

Our team is boring
Deep into the earth
With much effort
We drill for all we’re worth

Blood, sweat, tears
The toil is incessant
A long line coming up
It’s a wonder we’re not on antidepressants

At the end of the day
We hope to find brown gold
If our well is lucky
It’ll be the greatest story ever told

We drill and drill and drill
We’re mandrills
We do more drills
Than the cheerleaders of the Buffalo Bills

We strike it rich
A fountain of brown liquid explodes into the air
We capture the soda pop in bottles
The Good Lord has answered our prayer

By now you’ll have sussed
It’s not hydrocarbons we were looking for
It was the alluring taste of carbonated fizz
Make cola not war