The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
My car is a PIECE OF SHIT!
I want to drive you off a cliff
Watch you crash into a ravine
For the things you did to me,
You STUPID CAR!
I want to make myself a pipe bomb
Blow your damn engine back to Hell
Where I know you're from
PIECE of CRAP!
You aren't even worth the tow
To a Junkyard or a place
Where you'd sit and lay to waste
I WISH YOU'D DIE
Oh nevermind, you always do
Can you tell me how much longer
It will be until I'm ridden of you?
I wish that you would just get hit by lightening, or something
My confidence in you is sold with every part I buy
I guess I'm just a sucker with a lemon
So pucker up and kiss another paycheck goodbye
You leak more than a newborn baby
I change your oil all the time, but still you need some more
Their fluid puddles come in assorted colors
Such wonderful variety of problems galore
Will there be a time where I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see it start consistently
Without the pain and the suffering?
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car! (Die)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car! (Die!)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car! (DIE!)
My car is a PIECE OF SHIT!
I ought to give you a swift kick
In the muffler, in the tire
Or wherever I desire
You STUPID CAR!
You never get me very far
When you decide driving to the store is a mortal sin
PIECE OF CRAP!
I Guess you want a piece of me
Since you're leaving all your pieces
In the middle of the street
You HEAP OF JUNK!
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I just hope that I don't have to take another day of driving you
I swear you must be older than my grandma, and shes dead
The fact you run at all is quite a mystery to me
Your miles are approaching seven digits
May God have mercy on the soul that's holding the key
I guess I'm just a little angry
But for some reason, getting stranded chaps kinda my hide
You probably think I'm slightly overreacting
Has your car ever made you think about suicide?
Will there be a time where I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see it start consistently
Without the pain and the suffering?
What the?
Come on...
Give me a break!
Ahh... (car starts, dies)
Alright... you piece of shit!
Stupid car...
(Screams, glass breaks)
DIE!!! Fuckin... (Screams)
I want to drive you off a cliff
Watch you crash into a ravine
For the things you did to me,
You STUPID CAR!
I want to make myself a pipe bomb
Blow your damn engine back to Hell
Where I know you're from
PIECE of CRAP!
You aren't even worth the tow
To a Junkyard or a place
Where you'd sit and lay to waste
I WISH YOU'D DIE
Oh nevermind, you always do
Can you tell me how much longer
It will be until I'm ridden of you?
I wish that you would just get hit by lightening, or something
My confidence in you is sold with every part I buy
I guess I'm just a sucker with a lemon
So pucker up and kiss another paycheck goodbye
You leak more than a newborn baby
I change your oil all the time, but still you need some more
Their fluid puddles come in assorted colors
Such wonderful variety of problems galore
Will there be a time where I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see it start consistently
Without the pain and the suffering?
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car! (Die)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car! (Die!)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car! (DIE!)
My car is a PIECE OF SHIT!
I ought to give you a swift kick
In the muffler, in the tire
Or wherever I desire
You STUPID CAR!
You never get me very far
When you decide driving to the store is a mortal sin
PIECE OF CRAP!
I Guess you want a piece of me
Since you're leaving all your pieces
In the middle of the street
You HEAP OF JUNK!
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I just hope that I don't have to take another day of driving you
I swear you must be older than my grandma, and shes dead
The fact you run at all is quite a mystery to me
Your miles are approaching seven digits
May God have mercy on the soul that's holding the key
I guess I'm just a little angry
But for some reason, getting stranded chaps kinda my hide
You probably think I'm slightly overreacting
Has your car ever made you think about suicide?
Will there be a time where I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see it start consistently
Without the pain and the suffering?
What the?
Come on...
Give me a break!
Ahh... (car starts, dies)
Alright... you piece of shit!
Stupid car...
(Screams, glass breaks)
DIE!!! Fuckin... (Screams)
Lyrics submitted by Bertxx, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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