Original lyrics

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Tripping back and forth to the moon As the miles drip off the spoon Jacked up on cold caffene Draggin my nutsthrough valvoline Like the flinstones they use thier feet I made the machine Hey man smells like sumpin died under the seat Out of mind maybe Peel it back-peel it back You got nothin' but skin Peel it back-black to red-peel it back To the moon You know i gotta move I rust like tin if i stand still I got my barney olfield grin on And i take my bitch for a ride Hey man do ya wanna come along Peel it back She ain't got nuthin but skin But her metal sure do shine Peel it back-black to red-peel it back You got nuthin but skin-peel it back If i win i lose Nuthin but skin Nuthin Shit goddammmm.