I bought me an auto An '81 Ford Escort Wagon Now the fan it be broke And the tail-pipe it be draggin' I feel like a schlemiel My mechanic's fit for hangin'
I got to go to Rust Check Bout the price I'll be hagglin' I can't drive it home 'cause The muffler it be saggin'
Got a car full of pain! Satan's is my engine Beelzebub's in my trunk Mephistopheles' at the wheel Because I'm too gosh darn drunk Baal's my passenger And Lucifer's beside him A demon's in the coolant
I got bats in the transmission This Escort needs an exorcism Pan is to blame Got a car full of pain!
I put a tiger in my tank I let a champ spark my gas Now I got's a demon in the hood A pain in the ass I think the seats are broken (Oh no!)
(*spoken* Okay play us some blues on that harp.. Blind Lemon Trevor!*)
*Trevor plays somewhat badly* Please please mister Take your blessed wrench
Cast out this demon horde And replace the brimstone stench With the smell of gasoline A heavenly muffled roar I'll worship you oh Speedy man Mister Goodwrench even more
Let it run Let it run Let it run Oh God, let it run! And now it purrs just like a kitten It roars just like a lion (Roar!) (What?)
It runs just like a temple golden Carved by the Mayans Here comes the mechanic Oh no, how much? Four hundred bucks?! You piece of slime! You smell and you suck! Your father was a jackal Your mom's his sister's bitch
Got a car full of pain! Yeah I got a car full of pain! I got a car full of pain! I got a car full of pain! Got a car full of pain! I got a car full of pain! I got a car full of pain! Car full of Car full of Car full of pain!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
