You said you knew
How to jump a car.
It sure wasn’t true…
You left a scar.
Red to black wire…
You expect to live?
I’ll have revenge you liar!
All I’ve got to give.
I’m Lyin’ on asphalt
Cursing at the stars.
You know it’s your fault!
There’s no time for flattery;
You assaulted my battery.
There’s a surprise
Right under your hood.
When your starter dies
It won’t sound good.
I saw your face.
It looked really dour.
I put you in your place
‘Cause I’ve got the power.
You’re lyin’ on asphalt
Cursing at the stars.
You know it’s your fault.
There’s no need for flattery.
I assaulted your battery.
(Instrumental bridge with sirens)
We’re face down on asphalt
Cursing at their stars.
It’s both of our faults…
No cops like flattery.
We both got charged
For assaulting the batteries.
The Daily Travesty 