D-d-d-did you know, ya d-ya-d-ya-didn’t need to go (repeat x4) Did ya know, ya didn’t need to go To the gas station no mo’? Yo fa’sho, you can make your own Control your petrol, and never leave your home All you need is: some oil of vegetable, a base to neutralize, a place authorized, a 50-gallon drum, And to be able to follow this poem Plus, it’s biodegradable, so don’t worry if you swallow some I’ve made a lot of dumb decisions before But I’ve never supported a petroleum war And I’ll be damned if I’ma afford The rising price of gas cause some guy’s sitting on his ass bored So I’m searching for a store Where the merchant leaves used vegetable oil outside the back door But before I abduct the score I gotta test the product to see how pure It’s a process called tetrification We add a gram of lye to a liter of water Mix the concentration Then in a separate containment You need these ingredients to check the pH gradient: A milliliter of the soon-to-be biofuel, 10 milliliters alcohol isopropyl, 2 to 3 drops of red phenol, and that’s all Slowly add the concentration, measuring how much with a tool Then when it turns to a lasting pink Multiply the lye-water mixture to see how much you’ll need Now, for every milliliter of concentration used, That’s an extra gram of lye (or potassium hydroxide) Needed to add to the vegetable oil to create the biofuel Yeah, so depending on how much of lye and water you mixed in you can determine the quality of the veggie oil. 3 milliliters is good, anything 5 and over is crap, yeayeayea, but all right- back to the rap (Tetrification complete) Step 2: So now that you know that the goods is good It’s time to mix the fuel like a good kid would I mean that, you should try this at home You won’t get blown, even if your accident prone As long as you don’t, throw your spliff in the barrel You could smoke in the room, there’s no fumes, no whiff to impair you Plus you should care to, share fresh air through Supporting cleaner-burning, longer-lasting, learning, organizing, forming teams for turning masses of organic farmers and commuting consumers into producers, users, and distributors of biodiesel gasoline If it seems like too much hassling Then just urgently rush your clergymen and such Demanding the installation of your own local biopump Or at least rashly asking But for those listening This next step needs vegetable oil, methanol, lye, leaving you with glycerine And the biodiesel, obviously, then Heat the oil with a water heater, when It gets to 130 degrees Fahrenheit That’s a fair enough height of heat for the pair to combine That is, the fatty acid neutralizer Made of methanol equal to 22% of the oil’s volume overall, plus The available catalyzer As I mentioned earlier, this could be sodium or potassium hydroxide Whichever you prefer to stir And don’t look at me cross-eyed That’s just the lye, in other terms, so ya’ heard, word If you choose to use lye, calculate 4 grams for each liter of oil plus whatever amount the tetrification derived If you choose potassium hydroxide, it’s 5.6 per liter, plus whatever step one multiplied So, add it all together, that is The alcohol and the catalyst But don’t let it settle, gotta mix, mix, mix But gentle, for as long as it takes For the lye to disappear, disassemble, dis-isintegrate This creates, sodium methoxide And the lye is toxic, so watch your eyes Cover your hands with gloves Make sure you don’t mix it in plastic, use a glass jug Then, back to the water heater, make sure it’s insulated Add the methoxide and the oil – you can’t keep ‘em separated Then circulate it, in some way, using a pump or hose so as it to agitate it Then letting that mix for one to two hours Turn it off, let it settle, and the biodiesel is ours This process is called transesterification Because it makes methyl esters, y’know what I’m sayin’? The next thing you need to do after you’ve Let it settle for about a day and a half is: be sure to remove The glycerol, which is at the bottom so ya’all Better have attached a faucet or spigot or two to your drum or you’re screwed Be sure to save it, and make soap or somethin’ Cause it’s actually more valuable than the fuel we made for combustin’ Now the last process worth discussin’ Is washing the biodiesel – it’s easier than the dishes Check it, use the aquarium aerator from the tank for your fishes Swish in water, change it and drain it Until the refuse water is no longer tainted With white, soapy particles Then run it through a simple filter, and congratulations you’ve made fuel suitable for automobiles (Transesterification complete] Yeah, of course, this only works with a diesel engine Notice, no modification was mentioned I repeat, this process requires no conversion Yea and so fill up and you’ll be cruisin’ Although, if you alter your car it will run on straight vegetable oil (except when startin’) Another factor for your consumer awareness If you decide to buy biodiesel rather than prepare it Be sure to fill up on B100, which is from recycled byproducts which otherwise go to nothin’ B20 is plenty better than benzene, but sown from soybeans which may be genetically-modified, depending on yet another industry So, support local, organic farming Be vegetarian I hope this was as fun for you, as it was for me You ain’t heard nothing yet. Wait until we get into ethanol. Yo, that’s right. Shout out to all Santa Cruz biofuels, you know what I’m sayin’? This is Sup127 with the speak, and my man Phyzk on the beat. That’s right. You know what I’m sayin’. Why you still listenin’? Get out, go start a business or somethin’. I’m sayin’, a co-op. We could be doin’ this. Take it back, grow your own crop. That’s right. All we need is a plant

Yo, yo, yo, yo [Chorus:] Global warming The storm is brewing Once the methane the rest is ensuing Global warning The storm is brewing Once the methane is released the peace is ruined I think the beast is pursuing massive global destruction Because they instigate such shit By provoking, controlling production Introducing corruption, they got us fussin’ At the same time, increasing pollution and ceasing discussion Sublime images designed to mess with my mind Propellers and accelerators, accelerating a crime Against humanity, at an exponentially-compounding rate No doubt with plenty unforeseen consequences we create Combustion itself is a problem Waste is violence while the surplus is rotting Methane decaying, while we riding, aimlessly Blazing blunts to stunt our awakening, sang with me: [Chorus repeats] Peace, what peace? Our piece, what seems like peace is a dream of feasting on greed and meats that we shouldn’t eat Without need What seems like peace is spiritual disease Ignorance is your insides, you can’t hide from the why Wisen up, ‘cause why is not enough Open your eyes up Take a peek around the corner, after the peak of oil is reached And supply slowly decrease, we gonna die, we’s a goner, if we don’t think Realize it’s already past due A lifestyle change to rearrange and even halt further damage But there’s already so much damage doomed It’s like karma is Newton’s law of physics, it’s gonna hit us And the media never asked, why we’re the target for bombs of terrorists? It’s perilous, that means danger Is that jet that drops those bombs burning that fuel in the hangar While I see bumper stickers that ask, what would Jesus do, in his manger? He’d probably slash the tires on your Ford Ranger The fact that supply has to come down to a remainder For us to take action is blaspheme I’m asking, where’s the passion? And what’s the worth of ambition When you lack compassion in your mission? When you’re still trapped in a polluted prison? When you hear the truth and you still won’t listen? When will you listen? Between blood and guts and guns and bombs We must not fuss, we must remain calm ‘Cause killing’s wrong, and violence is not the answer I ask for peace, but silence is the only answer They say violence is not the answer I ask for peace, but silence is the only answer So silence is the only answer So silence is the only answer Silence, silence (whispers, repeats) Up in this jagged system I follow pacifism But our decisions lack this wisdom So I’m asking for precision Our complacent boredom is killing me slowly Might as well go out in a blaze of glory

Idonwannahaftawait4 them to finish earning all of their money Idonwannahaftawait4 them to finish raping my humanity Idonwannahaftawait4 them to finish burning every little thing Idonwannahaftawait4 them to finish wasting, wasting away my dreams This one goes out to the President There’s a hole in the ozone, I measured it You better get out your checkbook and take a look, ‘cause it’s evident See you sold it next to your soul for a red cent Independence, hah! Global warming is the reason your head is so hot If you turn off your air conditioning, you still might not care But the air contains two major greenhouse gases That is, methane and carbon dioxide, you lied to the masses They are biohazards, ‘cause they magnify the sun’s rays Unlike someone I give the sun praise But I like the sun where it stays, a way’s away Methane, the most abundant of all natural gas Raises from the waste that decays and comes out of your ass In your case, also the face It’s 60 times worse than C02 and waits In the atmosphere for 10 years then breaks It’s bonds and becomes carbon dioxide anyway So, it’s better to capture and first burn it Like the generators in the sewers back in Nazi Germany It’s crazy the ways we could be saving energy Remembering that nation for something other than racism So, carbon dioxide stays in, um, the atmosphere for 100 years Before descending or whatever it does when it disappears There’s methane deposits imprisoned Frozen in the polar ice caps, where it isn’t Gonna be for long, as they are slowly melting Then the hydrates open, spraying, exploding methane like a runaway train Like it’s snowing, and hell will bring, rolling in A snowball effect as it collects, exponentially growing Reducing all the world’s ice to a price we’ll be soaking in Picture your coastline city submerged underwater 50 meters, as it continues to get hotter As you, the President, represent my nation and slaughter Iraqi men, women, and children, innocent civilians Picture sitting in the suffering city as the bomb’s dropping Crushing the buildings Idonwannahaftawait4 the rubble Idonwannahaftawait ‘til all the money runs out We’re already in trouble

Walking [Chorus:] Walking down the street I’m talking but you don’t hear me speak Stuck up in your driving seat You’re making my world deplete Oh yeah, I see you, although your window’s tinted Driving that combustion engine Making the ozone diminish I wish this invention wasn’t so deadly Pollution may not quickly kill me, but it sure is smelly And the city is ugly, not to mention smoggy I suggest you give up commuting, go out and lobby Your Congress to pass Regulations to test, inspect car emissions, and implement alternatives to gas ‘Cause cars are a mothafuckin’ scam And if I’m missing all of a sudden It’s ‘cause I’m messing up their program And measuring up to no man So I won’t stand for this conspiracy Where government paves the land according to the plans of corporate industry Woven together intricately But my hands are empty Because in order to survive to own a ride is a necessity Our demise approaches inevitably Over motors revving, my cries are deafening Let’s shift gears, you’ll hear me out eventually Otherwise fossil fuels burn endlessly Which isn’t thinking sensibly We’re going to have to change I’m saying, immediately [Chorus repeats] Mommy, I don’t wanna die from monoxide poisoning Second hand smoke kills, and so does oil, obviously Comparatively, you’re inhaling less tar more directly with a cigarette With a car you better not let it idle inside for 10 minutes, can you figure yet? That if to enclose the smoke of burnt benzene equals death Then to let it out into the earth is very threatening to our health Because something is logically there Blocking the air from passing into the space, it’s called the atmosphere Keeping that nasty stuff here So hear me, Mr. President Whether your administration acknowledges the hole in the ozone is irrelevant You’d better hope that some of the smoke is escaping Or else our globe will continually fill until we’re all choking, suffocating Gasping, I’m asking, what is the point of a big oil business When years from now your ancestors will be murdered because they did this? And not by me and my future generations But by your own factories because you lack these persuasive rationalizations And base your decisions only what you see Well visualize your children’s eyes feeling stinging sensations because they can’t see Through the pollution without using goggles Lungs filling with air you can’t breathe coming straight from throttles I swear, it’s all part of the master plan to sell oxygen in bottles There was a time when water was free but now you’ve got to Buy it, refine it, make it clean so you can drink it ‘Cause pollution makes acid rain from mountain springs To underground streams and to our fountains and sinks And to our lips, yeah So I’ll get far without a car, taking my steps These feet was made for walkin’ And that’s what they gonna do Yo, one day these feet are gonna walk all over you

I want to ride my bicycle Yeah, I want to ride my bi-i-ike I want to ride my bicycle Yeah, I want to ride my bi-i-ike I ride a busted ass bicycle Better than a tricycle That’s so slow I’ll run down the road and beat ya down if ya even try to steal it But I’m just lying to you, fool Why would you even try to steal My busted as bicycle And for that thing have to be liable Well yes, I guess it’s kinda cool Matter of fact, that’s how I finded it, too Lying there needing repair, upon my way to school And I like to play with tools So I propped it ‘gainst the fence And once I saw it stay there for a day or two I said, “Why spends My time and money looking for a better method?” It was a transportation transformation A bicycle from a biped So I led it home, which wasn’t too far Found the missing pedal laying around Underneath a car And the bike was yellow like a star, spray painted Somehow, someone managed to jam in the handle bars I managed to straighten them And the seat, busted out my ratchet set Reattached the pedal, which didn’t match But made it complete, and then I said: I want to ride my bicycle Yeah , I want to ride my bi-i-ike I want to ride my bicycle Yeah , I want to ride my bi-i-ike So I rode my trusty crap bicycle Cause I’m the best biofuel Although the rain came and rusted my chain I know where to buy some lube Although I bursted a tube I know how to change those, too And although my bike may be slow, it’s been known to tow two So, dude, hop on the pegs It’s better than legs I brought a pair for the hitchhikers “Hey, you going my way?” Yeah, you know it homie Rollin’ on chromies Stolen from some BMW, AKA ‘Bay-Em-Vay’ Plus, there’s only one brake in the front And no gears So make way when I come Or else get ready to flip a great stunt Like, Evil Kneivel, I go with no fears I’m not safe I was about 8 years, in the third grade, When they passed that helmet law And since then my parents made me wear it but I swear it, you seldom saw That strap fastened around my jaw I was a rebel, renegade radically rapidly rapping fool, but naw I don’t mean to encourage making your brain into porridge I know a kid that actually did get in an accident But that’s because of a car But anyway, tha’ts just my way I ride with no lights at night, no tickets so far Just a couple close calls But you see, my ride never stalls I’m never late Caught in traffic, I’m mashin’ through the red After glancing both ways Being self-sufficient pays And my only point, is that I won’t let you stop me Like that joint I blaze And there’s many more ways Scooters, skateboards, rollerblades Stilts, unicycles, pogosticks They can make ‘em use hydraulics, electrics, leverage Alcoholics, here’s another little clever idea from which you can benefit: I want to drive on alcohol I don’t want to ride on ga-a-as I want to ride on ethanol I don’t want to ride on ga-a-as D-d-d-did you know that Prohibition was passed That Amendment to our Constitution By The Women’s Christian Coalition, or some shit It was pushed in that position By John D. Rockefeller, who runs much shit And it really wasn’t about consumption of the intoxicant? No kidding, you didn’t Well, let me let you fill that in with this little tidbit There it was written, no misprint Prohibited for production of any kind, possession is a crime Cause it’s real easy to distill ethanol, that undrinkable kind of alcohol And it’s probably the cleanest, strongest fuel of all But it’s time to evolve, because that Amendment was recalled And you have the right to own a still If you would just fill out a small one-page application This revelation has political implication Soon to be sweeping the nation Needing a little more explanation So you see, way back when it happened There was no one rappin’, no representation So the power of the people had no persuasion And the corporation don’t want you to know That all political power comes down to the farmer So they take it Replacin’ self-sustainable technology with what they’re wastin’ So now we pay them to pollute our ecology Favoring them, disgracing us Because gasoline was Never meant to be a fuel Simply the byproduct of petroleum’s processing So by inventing the fool To burn up their industrial waste They kill two birds with one stone thrown, so cruel Just like MTB is an additive they added in for them to be even more cost efficient Your car’s engine is specifically designed For the injection of this random concentration But with a slight alteration You could be racin’ more powerful horses And not wastin’ valuable resources Did I forget to say that Henry Ford’s Model T design Could run on gasoline, or oil from hemp seed, just fine? See you find, a lot out when you look for it So don’t ignore it Matter of fact, in order to monopolize the farm unit They subsidize corn, it’s mostly used in cow feed But cows don’t need to eat so much starch So if you use it to make ethanol first You could charge for it, and be self-supported While the byproduct of this process Could still be used to make your cows grow fattest and fastest But lastest, it’s also an organic herbicide Another important form of resource, self-supplied And for those who don’t live in the countryside If you can find ethanol to mix in with your gasoline That’s all you need, an easily use at least 50% percent Plus, with better mileage after your car’s computer adjusts automatically So represent, your environment And don’t be buyin’ it If you don’t rely on it, you can’t bent Yo, they can’t prevent… They can’t prevent freedom from thistyrant’s tycoon, will ddie soon As we apply these new knowledges to colleges and public schools Or just buy a spool of blank CDs and spread this tool to the next head yourself You have my consent, cool Once we free from dependence upon their rules I want to have marijuana to grow wild again because it has over 25,000 uses Believe it, the pinnacle peak of plant life Has the greatest return rate for oxygen, systematically removed And I want to use ethanol to fuel my Goped And be able to head to school On a bike that’s red And set up racks all around town for anyone that wants to ride on them And we can cure global warming, by farming and just letting it veg, yeah And tearing up all the cement Planting orchards of free food And labor could be organized on its own as we have an available hand to lend Cause damnit the land on this planet was meant To bear and share fruits Fairly between animals, women, and men That is the truth, this is the end

Yeah, thank you for listening, attending Lending your ear to hear, the Fuel for Thought EP That’s right, attending the Biofuels Community Conference & Car Show At University, Santa Cruz Action Research Team, yeah, you know, Biofuels Thanks for, Dave Shaw and Alyssa White, yeah Be back next year, that’s what I’m sayin’ Thank you for everybody else at the Education for Sustainability Living Program Thank you, yo, you know how we do, we gonna throw this jam See, who got fuel for thought? You got fuel for thought? I got fuel for thought I got a lot of fuel for thought Yo, you got fuel for thought Sustainable Solutions Caravan got fuel for thought University of Vermont got fuel for thought Project BioBus from Middlebury College got fuel for thought Grease Works, Corvallis, Oregon got fuel for thought Freedom’s Biodiesel got fuel for thought Calaveras Co-op got fuel for thought Boulder Biodiesel got fuel for thought University of New Hampshire got fuel for thought PacFuels, Ray Newkirk’s local Santa Cruz biodiesel provider, got fuel for thought CU Biodiesel got fuel for thought BACCUS, the Biodiesel Action Central Committee of Uber-Sustainability, got fuel for thought Chico Biodiesel Collective got fuel for thought Bend Biodiesel got fuel for thought The BBC, Berkeley Biodiesel Co-op, got fuel for thought Oregon State got fuel for thought Utah Biodiesel Co-op got fuel for thought So-Co, Sonoma County, got fuel for thought Ray Kemp’s production of 17th Avenue, Santa Cruz got fuel for thought Utah Biodiesel Co-op got fuel for thought Biofuels Oasis and Kimber got fuel for thought Biofuels Station from Laytonville, California got fuel for thought And anyone else I may have forgot got fuel for thought Yeah, got fuel for thought We need to join a huge co-op across this nation, and then we can swap and just ride In a VW bus, I take it, make it, yo, never combust, never combust We gots to come up with a new method, I’m sayin’, eventually Yea, yeah, so here’s some fuel for thought, sent from me

Uh, it’s all about that electric vehicle The EV, the Tesla, the Leaf, the Hybrid, the Volt But yo, what ya don’t know, what’s up with the VW? [Chorus:] Electric energetic Powered transportation can still be coal dependent So my soul is so organic I want a solar powered Vanagon To cruise a solar powered planet Solar energy is the source of energy All kinds, even oil, grew from plants like algae And that’s what all animals eat or at least they eat other animals that eat So all spawned from the sun, it’s the one energy There in the sky, every day, consistent Out of reach, far away, so close, yet distant It’s what’s up, and it keeps us holding it down So why you wanna dig up what’s down in the ground, burn it up and block out my sun with a cloud? I’m talkin’ about smog, not fog, yo Yeah, that’s right, I ain’t talkin’ about no storm [Chorus repeats] But I’m trippin’, what goes into solar panel production Or like lithium ion batteries, what’s the environments pollution? Or resource depletion, is it just an immediate solution? What’s the ultimate plan to end destruction and an unhappy conclusion? That’s a good question, my suggestion I point you in the direction of local investment Start your own business, so that your blessed with zero commute Plus the fruits of your successes Consume products that send the right message Start a public garden and soon you can barter expenses Or just trade, we could all have it made If we knew where every part was made We could finally start to save And not profit off of the labor of slaves Keep what it takes to sustain, well self-contained Yeah, that’s right, punctuation mark, exclamation point As long as we got sustainable, renewable energy based on non-renewable, rare minerals Yo, it’s still unsustainable, like it’s planned to be Uh, and so it goes: It goes, neodymium, indium, gallium Cadmium, selenium, tellurium, lithium Cobalt, vanadium, chromium, metrium Europium, cerium, unobtainium Copper, nickel, and manganese That’s right ya’all, so what’s the message, kids Whether it’s fluorescent or incandescent It’s still planned obsolescent Uh, stop our coal addiction Yo, that’s my sole conviction ‘Cause I’m on a solar mission, yo