| 歌曲 | Royal Oil |
| 歌手 | The Mighty Mighty Bosstones |
| 专辑 | Let's Face It |
| 作词 : Albert, Barrett ... | |
| From the album let's face it | |
| Royal oil, come on bubble and boil | |
| Stabs like dagger, make you stagger | |
| On the hot tin foil | |
| Mind your mind or it will surely spoil | |
| Then you sleep down in the soil | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil | |
| When you smoke or poke the poison | |
| You lose the chance to be tomorrow | |
| Look out on the horizon | |
| And see the sadness, the pain and the sorrow | |
| I can't say enough about the stuff | |
| Or what it has in store | |
| When you smoke or poke the poison | |
| You won't be anymore | |
| Royal oil, come on bubble and boil | |
| Stabs like dagger, make you stagger | |
| On the hot tin foil | |
| Mind your mind or it will surely spoil | |
| Then you sleep down in the soil | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil | |
| Royal oil has cut many down to size | |
| Spikes gonna strike the weak and strong alike | |
| And then forever, and ever close those eyes | |
| Make up your mind to keep your mind up | |
| And to your life be loyal | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil | |
| Royal oil, big trouble brewing | |
| Long, lonely road, long road to ruin | |
| Wrong path to take, great big mistake | |
| And then you sleep down in the soil | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil |
| zuò cí : Albert, Barrett ... | |
| From the album let' s face it | |
| Royal oil, come on bubble and boil | |
| Stabs like dagger, make you stagger | |
| On the hot tin foil | |
| Mind your mind or it will surely spoil | |
| Then you sleep down in the soil | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil | |
| When you smoke or poke the poison | |
| You lose the chance to be tomorrow | |
| Look out on the horizon | |
| And see the sadness, the pain and the sorrow | |
| I can' t say enough about the stuff | |
| Or what it has in store | |
| When you smoke or poke the poison | |
| You won' t be anymore | |
| Royal oil, come on bubble and boil | |
| Stabs like dagger, make you stagger | |
| On the hot tin foil | |
| Mind your mind or it will surely spoil | |
| Then you sleep down in the soil | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil | |
| Royal oil has cut many down to size | |
| Spikes gonna strike the weak and strong alike | |
| And then forever, and ever close those eyes | |
| Make up your mind to keep your mind up | |
| And to your life be loyal | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil | |
| Royal oil, big trouble brewing | |
| Long, lonely road, long road to ruin | |
| Wrong path to take, great big mistake | |
| And then you sleep down in the soil | |
| Nothing comes from nothing, come on royal oil |