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!