Lyrics:

the supervisor guy turns off the factory lights,

so the robots have to work in the dark.



and theres a car load of kids, with beer and cigarettes,

burnin' out and doin' lawn jobs in the park.



there's a shitty limosine parked in front of the bar,

it never got to drive any movie stars.



but the guy in the driver's seat don't care,

with his wierd cologne and his magic hair. (it's magic)



the sofa and the fridge are on the car,

but they aren't strapped down,

and we're drivin' all over town.



and the used-up krylon cans that the farmer found,

were used to paint the foothills brown.



so there's a high school football coach sittin on the couch,

with a toothpick in his mouth.

and the stray dog won't forget the day,

he tricked him with a chocolate shake. (little trick)