Lyrics
[intro]
(guitar solo)
(Verse)
Cruising down the road in my worn-out grey Ford,
Another day of work, but it feels like a chore.
New engine installed, thought it'd be fine,
But now it's blown up, and I'm losing my mind.
(Pre-Chorus)
Chugging along, but it's barely alive,
Under Chimp Tits' care, it won't survive.
Every rattle and shake, a constant reminder,
Of the struggles we face, the uphill climb.
(Chorus)
Work van blues, always breaking down,
Stuck in this cycle, round and round.
With every breakdown, another blow,
But we won't give up, we'll steal the show.
(Guitar Solo)
(Verse 2)
Through rain and shine, this van's seen it all,
From city streets to highways, it answers the call.
But with Chimp Tits tinkering under the hood,
It's no wonder this van's misunderstood.
(Pre-Chorus)
Stranded on the roadside, under the sun,
We're at her mercy, can't run, can't shun.
But we'll push through, against the odds,
With determination, we'll defy the gods.
(Chorus)
Work van blues, always breaking down,
Stuck in this cycle, round and round.
With every breakdown, another blow,
But we won't give up, we'll steal the show.
(Bridge)
In the garage of despair, we find our fate,
But we'll rise from the ashes, it's not too late.
With wrenches in hand, and hearts of steel,
We'll conquer this chaos, make it real.
(Drum Solo)
(Chorus)
Work van blues, always breaking down,
Stuck in this cycle, round and round.
With every breakdown, another blow,
But we won't give up, we'll steal the show.
[Outro]
Though the road is rough, and the journey tough,
With our trusty van, we'll never enough.
Through thick and thin, we'll stand tall,
Work van blues, we'll conquer them all.
