If the buffer has kissed the hood
If the front end is dented in from this (crash)
If the buffer broke the front left indicator
It's time to abide by the old rule (1)
If you ran a red light
When your face hit the asphalt
Someone cut into your lane, to no surprise
And again you hear the same old litany:
"By the three prop shafts, and three cylinders
By the carburator, by the cross, by your mother!
When the traffic cop pulls up in front of you
And has you pull over
Writes you a ticket, for your hard-earned money
You immediately hear the threefold "Automat"
When your brakes failed
When the granny fell, but you didn't even hit her
She climbed herself under your wheels, damnit!
Again the old story unfolds by the road:
"By the three prop shafts, and three cylinders
By the carburator, by the cross, by your mother!
(INTERLUDE)
When a heavy truck just overtook you
And your soul just went to hell
And because of you, the driver got ten years
Then behind the bars, you can hear the loud "Automat"
When your front end hit that guy's trailer
And your crankshaft is stuck right in his ass
Such a commotion I saw in the coffin
You better leave some curses, no offense!
"By the three prop shafts, and three cylinders
By the carburator, the cross, by your mother!
"By the three prop shafts, and three cylinders
By the carburator, the cross, by your mother!
"By the three prop shafts, and three cylinders
By the carburator, the cross, by your mother!
By the three popes, by the trinity
By the cross, the soul, the spleen, the heart, your mother!