Inspired by The Strait of Hormuz blockade — ships stalled on both sides, oil at $105/barrel, gas prices up 24%, global trade disrupted. Lines like "Gas went up a dollar since last Tuesday night" ground it in specifics. The pop production gives it a distinct character. The mood: driving, tense, anthemic.
[verse 1]
Dozens of ships just sitting in a line
Waiting for a signal, waiting for a sign
The chokepoint of the world is twenty-one miles wide
And everything we buy is stuck on either side
Gas went up a dollar since last Tuesday night
Grocery bills are climbing and the budgets getting tight
[pre-chorus]
They say it's over there, it doesn't touch us here
But check the pump, check the pump, it's crystal clear
[chorus]
Nothing's getting through the strait
Nothing's moving, we just wait
Oil at a hundred and five
Just to fill the tank and drive
Nothing's getting through the strait
And we can't afford to wait
Twenty-one miles away
But we're paying every day
[verse 2]
Brent crude breaking records that we haven't seen
Since twenty-twenty-two, you know just what I mean
The tankers and the cargo ships are anchored in a row
Tracking data shows them, nowhere left to go
Seven dollar coffee, six dollar gas
Everything is rising, nothing's gonna last
[pre-chorus]
They say it's over there, it doesn't touch us here
But check your wallet, check your wallet, it's right here
[chorus]
Nothing's getting through the strait
Nothing's moving, we just wait
Oil at a hundred and five
Just to fill the tank and drive
Nothing's getting through the strait
And we can't afford to wait
Twenty-one miles away
But we're paying every day
[bridge]
Oh oh, twenty-one miles
Oh oh, twenty-one miles
Between the gas and the groceries and the morning commute
The war is in our wallets whether we like it or not
[chorus]
Nothing's getting through the strait
Nothing's moving, we just wait
Oil at a hundred and five
Just to fill the tank and drive
