A Truckload of Mamma's Muffins

Tripping back and forth to the moon
As the miles drip off the spoon
Jacked up on cold caffeine
Draggin' my nuts through Valvoline
Like the Flintstones they use their feet
I made the machine
Hey man smells like somethin' died under the seat
Out of my 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
(To the moon) I rust like tin if I stand still
(To the moon) I got my Barney Oldfield grin on
(To the moon) And I take my bitch for a ride
(To the moon) Hey man do ya wanna come along
(To the moon) Get real long gone
(To the moon) Peel it, peel it, peel it back yeah 
(To the moon) She ain't got nothin' but skin
But her metal sure do shine

Peel it back
Black to red
Peel it back
You got nothin'
Peel it back
Black to red
Peel it back

If I win I lose (x6)
Nothin'

If I win I lose (x4)
If I win I lose, I lose for sure
If I win I lose
Nothin'
Nothin'
Nothin'
Nothin' but skin

Shit goddamn (x2)