[Verse 1] I got and electric goat, runs on solar panels and tin cans, made up of bolts and gears and elastic bands, can't beat it as far as gas is concerned I get 10 miles for baked beans or if pizza is burned. Yeah, I get 6 miles to the bushel, ain't got a horn I gotta whistle I built him out behind the shed, with a lawn-chair seat and a battery head. Got two headlights where his eyes should be, and a license plate that says "G"-"O"-"A"-"T". [Chorus] ELECTRIC GOAT! Kick that motor, let him roll! ELECTRIC GOAT! Half machine and half asshole! He'll eat anything you throw his way, then charge all night and run all day. If you hear me whistle, clear the road— here comes that goddamn electric goat! yeah! [Verse 2] He's got four bald tires and a coffee-can brake, a rusty little gearbox that begins to shake. The left turn signal's just a flashlight tied to a broomstick hanging off the passenger side. He don't need premium, don't need crude, just give him leftovers and yesterday's food. Potato chips get me into town, two cans of spam and I'm homeward bound. [Pre-Chorus] He bucks when I start him, he bites when I park him, he sparks in the rain and the neighbors complain. But when I whistle twice and that engine screams— he takes off running like a galvanized dream! [Chorus] ELECTRIC GOAT! Kick that motor, let him roll! ELECTRIC GOAT! Half machine and half asshole! He'll eat anything you throw his way, then charge all night and run all day. If you hear me whistle, clear the road— here comes that goddamn electric goat! [Bridge] No gas pump! No oil well! No monthly payment straight to hell!(hell no!) Just sunshine beating on his back, a sack of cans stuffed in the rack. Throw in some beans, give him a shove— that's environmentally friendly love! [Breakdown] Yeah, I get 6 miles to the bushel, ain't got a horn I gotta whistle WHOOOO-WHEEE! Come on, goat! [Final Chorus] ELECTRIC GOAT! Kick that motor, let him roll! ELECTRIC GOAT! Half machine and half asshole! I got an electric goat, runs on solar panels and tin cans, made up of bolts and gears and elastic bands, can't beat it as far gas is concerned I get 10 miles for baked beans or if pizza is burned. Yeah, I get 6 miles to the bushel, ain't got a horn I gotta whistle WHOOOO-WHEEE! ELECTRIC GOAT!
