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)