Harbor Freight Hymn
Yeah, yeah
Got a coupon in my pocket and a dream in my head
Rollin' down the harbor path where the concrete is red Walkin' through
the automatic doors, feelin' the heat Smell of heavy-duty rubber and the
steel at my feet I see that Hercules power drill,
shiny and strong With a Pittsburgh ratchet set where it belongs (yeah)
I've got a harbor freight addiction and I can't let it go
Daytona floor jack slung low to the floor Stackin' up the Icon
tool boxes in a row
US General cabinets, see how they glow Quinn tools,
Hercules tools, workin' till dawn Pittsburgh iron got my worries all gone
Wheel in the Daytona jack,
lift it up high
Underneath the truck lookin' up at the sky Got the Icon socket
wrench, heavy in hand Best chrome-vanadium in the whole land (uh-huh) With
a Quinn torque wrench,
clickin' just right I could build a whole new castle tonight
I've got a harbor freight addiction and I can't let it go
Daytona floor jack slung low to the floor Stackin' up the Icon
tool boxes
in a row
US General cabinets, see how they glow Quinn tools,
Hercules tools, workin' till dawn Pittsburgh iron got my worries all gone
Yeah,
US General blue and Daytona yellow
Just another garage-dwelling country fellow (hahaha)