With baited breath and open arms   I passed the gates of an old junkyard   It was a truck farm with crops of trucks   I laid down cash and I picked one up   laid down cash and I tried my luck      This ain''t no joke the motor runs but the gears are broke   This ain''t no lie the wheels won''t turn damn thing won''t drive   This ain''t no good at all         So I kicked the tires and I popped the hood   The truth poured out like I thought it would   I had been swindled but the deal was made   Never gonna see the bread I paid   I''ll never see the bread I paid      The seller was a cheater and this overheating beater doesn''t work   I really want to leave here but this overheating beater doesn''t work      I found some gas out in the back   poured it free and I struck a match   the flames were ragging, so I turned around   The more I looked the less I found   I guess this farm''s got barren ground