The sky is blue, the grass is brown 
My head is buried inside this helmet 
The ever present threat of parasites 
So take my hand, let's get these [bad word]  

So you drive red (you drive red) 
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black) 
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced) 
We'll slit these rows of Goodyears like a knife 

We don't fear [5x] 
These machines 

I got the scoop, I got the scoop 
And it doesn't look so good, so good for you 

So you drive red (you drive red) 
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black) 
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced) 
We'll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife 
Like a knife, like a knife, yeah 
We'll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife 

So you drive red (you drive red) 
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black) 
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced) 
We'll cut this row of Goodyears like a knife.