Luyện nghe bài hát Car Full Of Pain

I me an auto, an '81 Ford Escort Wagon
Now the fan it be broke and the it be draggin'
I like a schlemiel, my mechanic's fit for hangin'
I got to go to Rust Check , the price I'll be hagglin'
I can't drive it home the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car full of

Satan's is my engine, in my trunk
Mephistopheles' at the because I'm too gosh darn drunk
Baal's my passenger and Lucifer's him
A demon's in the coolant, I got bats in the
This Escort an exorcism, Pan is to blame
Got a car of pain

I put a in my tank, I let a champ spark my gas
Now I a demon in the hood, a pain in the ass
I the seats are broken (Oh, no)
Okay play us some blues on that
Blind Trevor!
[Insert cool harmonica solo here]

Please, please mister, take your blessed
Cast out this horde and replace the brimstone stench
the smell of gasoline, a heavenly muffled roar
I'll 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 a lion (Roar!? What?)
I purrs just like a golden carved by the Mayans
Here comes the mechanic, oh no, how
Four hundred bucks, you piece of slime, you smell and you
Your father was a jackal, your mom's his sister's
Got a car full of

Yeah I got a car of pain
I got a car full of
I got a car full of
Got a car full of
I got a car full of
I got a car full of
Car full of, car full of, car of pain
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