The big three killed my baby
  no money in my hand again
  the big three killed my baby
  nobody's coming home again
    Their ideas made me want to 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
    The big three killed my baby
  no money in my hand again
  the big three killed my baby
  nobody's coming 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 them tell you the future's electric
  cause gasolines not 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
    The big three killed my baby
  no money in my hand again
  the big three killed my baby
  nobody's coming home again
    Well i've said it now, nothings changed
  people are burnin for pocket change
  and creative minds are lazy
  and the big three killed my baby
    And my baby's my common sense
  so dont feed me planned obsolescence
  yeah my baby's my common sense
  so dont feed my planned obsolescence
  im about to have another blowout
  im about to have another blowout