In the garage, underneath the greasy old pickup truck, 

We need some luck.

In the garage, why won’t this crazy ass old damn thing start?

Please have a heart. 

In the gar aaaaa  aaaa age,  our heads were down on the concrete floor,

Couldn’t drive out the door. 

Lookin’ back sometimes it seems nothing goes right, 

Trying so hard, dark ain’t bright, now,

Together at night, in a garage, without a star,

We drove faaaarrr,  yeah, we drove far.

In the garage, we bruised our knuckles, cursed out loud and swore. 

We had nothing more. 

In the garage, we had to laugh until our vocal cords were sore.

We had nothing more. 

In the gar aaaaa   aaaaa age, we held on ‘cause we were cold, 

Down to the core,

Nothing mooooreee-na na na, na now, nothing more.

Yeah nothing more, na na, nothing more.

Lookin’ back sometimes it seems nothing goes right, 

Trying so hard, dark ain’t bright, now,

Together at night, in a garage, without a star,

We drove faaaarrr,  yeah, we drove far.

Nothing mooooreee-na na na, na now, nothing more.

Yeah nothing more, na na, nothing more.

Nothing mooooreee-na na na, na now, nothing more.

Yeah nothing more, na na, nothing more.