"Heave Ho, Hoist the Hood!" [Verse] Down by the engine with grease on our hands, Jesse is captain, Tony stands where he stands. With a socket and ratchet in hand, ready to pry, Grease-caked and grinning, we learn as we try. We lift up the hood and our spirits soar, For battle with bolts gone haywire, we've signed up for more. [Chorus] Heave ho, me cousin, to the engine we bring, Socket in hand, we'll tighten everything. Zip tie the torn parts, JB Weld on the tear, We'll raise up this beast with a bold hopeful flair. Heave ho, heave ho, in grease we find motion, Two cousins together in wild commotion. [Verse] Tony stands thinking, zip ties in a mess, Jesse just hollers, “We’ll fix it—more or less!” The belts are all squealing, the hose just popped free, So we clamp it with vise grips and shout, “Let it be!” It ain’t always pretty, but the plan’s taking shape, With a prayer and a hammer and a roll of duct tape. [Breakdown/Dubstep Drop Electonic] [Chorus] Heave ho, me cousin, to the engine we bring, Socket in hand, we'll tighten everything. Zip tie the torn parts, JB Weld on the tear, We'll raise up this beast with a bold hopeful flair. Heave ho, heave ho, in grease we find motion, Two cousins together in wild commotion. [Verse] The sun’s getting low, but our will doesn’t fade, We’re covered in grime, proud of what we just made. From jank-born invention to bootlegged repair, We send it, then fix it, then send it with flair. Jesse’s bold hands and Tony’s unsure frown— Together we lift what alone might fall down. [Chorus] Heave ho, me cousin, to the engine we bring, Socket in hand, we'll tighten everything. Zip tie the torn parts, JB Weld on the tear, We'll raise up this beast with a bold hopeful flair. Heave ho, heave ho, in grease we find motion, Two cousins together in wild commotion. [Verse] So here’s to the nights with the lights burning low, Where the next step’s unknown, but you just have to go. A plan half-formed, but the heart knows the way— You grab what you’ve got and you seize the day. With tools and with laughter and no guarantee, We wrench out our fate, Jesse and me. [Final Chorus] Heave ho, me cousin, to the engine we bring, Socket in hand, we'll tighten everything. Zip tie the torn parts, JB Weld on the tear, We'll raise up this beast with a bold hopeful flair. Heave ho, heave ho, in grease we find motion, Two cousins together in wild commotion.
