Luyện nghe bài hát Car Full Of Pain

I bought me an auto, an '81 Escort Wagon
Now the fan it be and the tail-pipe it be draggin'
I like a schlemiel, my mechanic's fit for hangin'
I got to go to Rust , 'bout the price I'll be hagglin'
I drive it home because the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car of pain

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

I put a tiger in my tank, I let a champ my gas
Now I got's a demon in the hood, a in the ass
I think the are broken (Oh, no)
Okay play us some blues on harp
Lemon Trevor!
[Insert Trevor's harmonica solo here]

Please, mister, take your blessed wrench
Cast out this demon and replace the brimstone stench
With the smell of gasoline, a muffled roar
I'll worship you oh Speedy man, Mister 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 like a lion (Roar!? What?)
I just like a temple 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 his sister's bitch
Got a car full of

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