My brother lends me his van When we go on the road Where we get hella bad gas From drinking beer by the buttload We decided that the vehicle Was called the fartwagon Because we leave it stinky And horrible like dagon There's tons of weird stuff in my brother's van A single high heel and an empty paint can A bass amp wrapped in my parents old sheets And 50 cdrs of super crappy hip hop beats Iä iä A van full of farts The steering wheel locks up It takes an hour to start Iä iä Cthulhu fhartwagon Equal parts octopus, toyota, dragon Here's more weird stuff That we found in the van A glass with the inscription: "all american sports fan" Coloring books and six bucks in change The mythos of this van has made me deranged More numerous than young from the black goat of the woods Are the various containers of consumable goods Like a terrifying vista of reality A mobile shrine to our gastronomic malady Iä iä A van full of farts The steering wheel locks up It takes an hour to start Iä iä Cthulhu fhartwagon Equal parts octopus, toyota, dragon Iä iä A van full of farts The steering wheel locks up It takes an hour to start Iä iä Cthulhu fhartwagon Equal parts octopus, toyota, dragon Iä iä It smells super bad Abdul alhazred took a whiff And then he went mad Iä iä Cthulhu fhartwagon Throw the keyboards And the green cable bag in