Lyrics

Oi, Paddy pipes — what happened to the wrenches?
You swapped torque for tantrums and roadside benches.
Short fuse, short legs, and a shittier mood…
Let’s ride.

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[Verse 1]
Once spun valves, now you grindin’ gears
Mad at the world, cryin’ pint-sized tears
Left Kodiak like you stormed out proud
Now you cuss at cars and scream at clouds

Gas and oil? That life too tough?
Guess compressors ain’t built for a leprechaun’s bluff
You went from wrench king to a traffic gnome
With a cab so small, it feels like home

[Chorus – Tauntin’]
Oi, Grumpy gearshift, stomp them boots
Snappin’ like a twig when your Bluetooth mutes
From dirty steel to diesel farts
You’re just a loud lil’ man with a broken heart

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[Verse 2 – Raw disrespect]
Your hands used to fix what men respect
Now they just jerk the wheel and type in threats
You bark at dispatch like they owe you gold
But you peaked in boots, now you’re just old

Can’t reach the pedals without a damn boost
Still talk tough like a pub-fight brute
Nobody buys it — you’re all hot breath
Lookin’ like a tantrum dressed in high-vis vest

You swapped gauges for road rage fits
Now it’s “fuck this load” and “screw these shits”
Too short to see over your own regrets
So you drive ‘til you’re numb and soaked in sweat

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[Bridge – Spiteful whisper tone]
Little man, big bark, zero bite
Irish rage, but no real fight
You ran from work, now you run your mouth
Keep truckin’, punk — just head south

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[Final Chorus – Hard-hitting closer]
Grumpy gearshift, mad on repeat
Honk if you’re bitter, cry in your seat
Left the shop, now you rot on wheels
Just a short-ass bloke with zero appeal

[Outro – Spoken Diss]
No glory in the getaway, just fumes and shame
From Kodiak’s tools to trucker lane —
You didn’t rise up, you just ran lame.
Go stall in traffic, and own your name.