Gas Stop on the Road to the Promised Land

Fill 'er up, Matthew,
Top 'er off.
The tank is low
and the journey long.

Hope is on "E"
The love oil's low.
The devil's in the White House,
And we've got work to do.

How many rest stops on the Road to Perdition?
I'm just kiddin you, Matt.
We're on our way to the Promised Land
   that no one's been promised.

Got to go mile by mile with
    detours, construction, pile-ups 
     and bad weather.
Don't know what'll be like when we've done,
But it's got to be better than this.

So fill 'er up, Matthew
And we'll continue on our way.
We've got work to do.

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