Slaid Cleaves - Skunk Juice

Rollin' down Witchtrot Road today
Gotta build me a new rear end
I got sand in my pockets and skunk juice on my hands
On a rutty road full of glass and steel
Gotta tool box under my arm
And I'm looking for a Mopar in this old boneyard farm

They got Camaros here, Firebirds too
All twisted up in the mountain dew
Pickups there, and vans and rims
And rice rockets out behind the GMs
Fords and old school buses rust
Just the way they were when they bit the dust
Mopars are always way out back
Between the muddy river and the rusty railroad track

Yeah, the Mopars are always hard to find
But you can always find a few
There's Cordobas and Furys and Darts and Dusters too
There's a Diplomat with a Swinger
A new Yorker a Demon and a Scamp
And there's a 68 Barracuda grill with both headlamps

The owner's got a little attitude
But he'll give you a deal if he's in the mood
Some say it's the Moxie that makes him mean
Some say he gargles gasoline
He's pullin' engines, bookin' parts
Sortin' alternators and stackin' starters
Fenders and gas tanks and bumpers too
This radiator, damn near good as new

Rollin' down Witchtrot Road today
Gotta build me a new rear end
I got sand in my pockets and skunk juice on my hands
I got sand in my pockets and skunk juice on my hands