Trashcan Sinatras - No Gasoline lyrics

I fold and unfold it I rolled it and sold it My hands turning blue with the cold Well-fired at one end And coo's-arsed the other On Friday I met a girl On Friday I met a cowboy girl I stuck to her guns As she showed me her circus And asked me to stow away The theater was empty A pedestrian entry The night they towed the shows away Riding shotgun, I worked the waltzer With diesel hair and petrol temper No gasoline? Syphon off rancid ritas Another tortured weekend ahead I'm in, I'm in, amen The beer tent was empty I sang "one for my baby" But the ba*tard just closed the bar No dumbo above us, no whipcrack Or sawdust- And no more stars in these eyes Billy smart He broke my heart Now there's no magic in the mudflats No gasoline? Syphon off rancid ritas Took uppers and downers And flying arounders I've time to waste, cause mine's not money Another tortured weekend ahead Amen