Fuel Truck King

Chorus

Yo, it’s R.O.D., straight from Newfoundland,

Fuel truck king with a belly so grand.

Boostin’ dead rides, concrete in his hand,

Raw egg breakfast — you don’t understand!

Verse

Rollin’ in the yard with the diesel flow,

If your battery’s dead, he’ll make it go.

Apple cores crunch, orange peels chew,

Dirty screwdriver for his pudding too!

Chorus

Yo, it’s R.O.D., straight from Newfoundland,

Fuel truck king with a belly so grand.

Boostin’ dead rides, concrete in his hand,

Raw egg breakfast — you don’t understand!

Verse

Big ol’ belly, but he dance real quick,

Boots in the mud, got that concrete kick.

From St. John’s streets to the Labrador dock,

He’s the legend of the Rock, man, tick-tock, tick!

Verse

Eggs in the morning, protein rush,

Apple cores chomp with a heavy crush.

He fuels, he grooves, got that worksite pride,

Shout out R.O.D., he the man worldwide!

Outro

Yeah, R.O.D., don’t mess with the name,

From the Rock of the east, he’s bringin’ the flame.

Fuel truck driver, belly full of might,

Boostin’ dead engines, keepin’ jobs tight!