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!