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 because 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)
okay play us some blues on that harp
blind lemon trevor!
[insert trevor´s cool harmonica solo here]

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?)
i purrs 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
hey