Lyrics

A mechanics stigmata, work under the gun Stuck under the hood, hiding from the sun Sleep's not important, hunger's not around Screwing like a freak, drooling like a hound It has gotta click, nothing can go wrong Gotta have it running not before too long Petrol in my nostrils, chaos in my head My palms keep drippin', staying out of bed Hand me the wrench and the trucker speed Gonna work 'til I've got hands that bleed Deadline's approaching, morning has just come Tightening the last bolt, have I made it run ? I turn the key, it awakes with a shout I made it through the night, it's all set to take 'em out It has gotta click, nothing can go wrong Gotta have it running not before too long Sleep's not important, hunger's not around Screwing like a freak, drooling like a hound Hand me the wrench and the trucker speed Gonna work 'til I've got hands that bleed