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There was a man who lived in a bus alone
Just him and thoughts and his dog and his meth lab home
a million rusted cars and junked-out rides
it looked like a scene from Maximum Overdrive

Then one day the Devil came in a fevered dream
on Pegasus back like a black light poster scene
he said, “I'm gonna use your idle hands
give you the tools, some lunch, and a simple plan.”

“Here's a wrench made in the fires of hell.
Here's a socket set made from soap in jail.
Here's the ham sandwich of Ted Bundy.
I wantcha to build me...”

“Build me a truck!”
“A truck that eats big trucks!”
“That runs on stem cells and styrofoam,
and crushes road like a four-wheeled Thunderdome.”

“You've got the goods.
Not to mention the free time,
so get to work.
Get to work, motherfucker, yeah!”

“Build me a truck!”
“A truck that eats big trucks!”
“That runs on stem cells and styrofoam,
and crushes road like a four-wheeled Thunderdome.”

(Hemi)
It's got a Hemi!
(Semi)
It gives me a semi!
(Trim-y)
It A-ttracts the trim-y!
Devil Truck gonna romp it's way to you.
There's nothing you can do, no.
Yeah.

You
makes you feel manly.
You
Illusion of safety.

It's gonna tear you upsidedown
It's gonna tear you upsidedown
It's gonna make you see right now
It's gonna rip your ass apart.

Devil Truck: it doesn't suck!
Devil Truck: you motherfuck!
Devil Truck: Chuck Palahniuk!
Devil Truck: Disco Duck!
Devil Truck: Friar Tuck!
Uhhh... Uncle Buck.

Give it a drive.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel manly.
Wasted inside.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel Manly.

(spark plugs.)

Give it a drive.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel manly.
Wasted inside.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel manly.

Whatever happened to you? You used to be cool.
Now you got your balls in a purse.
Sittin' there lookin' sad.
Behind the wheel of your mini-van.
Shit just couldn't get much worse.
Got nothin' left inside.
It's all been dead and dried.
It's crumpled up it goes with the tide.
Got nothin' left to say.
It's all gone anyway.
You might as well just go away.

Yeah! Oooh! Yeah!
Crushing the mountain you drive down!
Yeah! Oooh! Yeah!
Crushing the mountain you drive.

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from The Eagle's Greatest Hits, track released May 20, 2011

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