[Verse 1] Up in the air, I’m high on the steel, I’m flying this load, but I can’t conceal, Oh man, why did I have beans for breakfast? This crane is a prison, my gut's feeling restless. With every lift, I’m clenching tight, This job won’t end, can’t hold on tonight. [Chorus] Well, I just crapped my pants up high, This heavy machinery just made me cry, Stuck in this crane, what a terrible day, At least the work’s done, but Lord, I pray. [Verse 2] The sun's beating down, sweat drips like rain, I’m talking to myself, going insane, This crane is gonna smell like a turd, Well that wasn’t a fart, haven’t you heard? Can’t hold it in, man, here it comes, Fumbling with my pants, flyin’ my load, this crane fuckin’ stinks, I gotta get on the road. [guitar solo] [Chorus] Well, I just crapped my pants up high, This heavy machinery just made me cry, Stuck in this crane, what a terrible day, At least the work’s done, but Lord, I pray. [Outro] So if you see me, don’t shake my hand, I’m the crane operator with the worst of plans. AH SHIT!!
