Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Rivers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Rivers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Rivers
Producer
Lyrics
They can lift, they can haul, they can crash a fucking wall
They've got power, they've got balls, they're trucks
Pull a cord, give a blast, knock the kiddies on their ass
Rollin' hard and rollin' fast in trucks
Whoa-oh
I'm talkin' trucks
Whoa-oh-oh
All kinds of trucks
Haulin', liftin', grindin', shiftin' machines
They're fucking trucks
Gimme Peterbilt or Mack and I'll haul to hell and back
Burnin' rubber, belchin' black in trucks
When you truck and life's a bitch, and you're stranded in a ditch
You can get a helpful hitch from trucks
Whoa-oh
I like trucks
Whoa-oh-oh
Nothing but trucks
Rockin', reelin', eighteen-wheelin' machines
They're fucking trucks
Oh-oh, they're fucking trucks
They're fucking trucks
Oh-oh, they're fucking trucks
Oh, they're fucking trucks
Oh-oh, they're fucking trucks
Written by: Mark Rivers

