(Intro: The winding, distorted guitar riff kicks in with a dry, heavy drum beat) (Verse 1) He was a hard-headed brother, he had a Chevy with a 350 I was right beside him in my own rig, feeling kind of shifty We were cruising down the boulevard, beneath the San Diego sun Looking for a little grease, before the day was done He pulled into the lot, I followed close behind The ghost of Jack was waiting there, just to blow our mind (Chorus) Gag in the Bag Surely make you lose your mind Gag in the Bag Leave the bathroom far behind (Verse 2) The menu was a riddle, the speaker was a ghost I ordered up a Jumbo Jack, the thing I hated most Then the sirens started screaming, a long and low-down sound An ambulance came rolling in, and scattered all the hounds I honked my horn at Jimmy, he rolled his window low He pointed at the flashing lights and said, I told you so (Bridge) Hey Jim, looky there! he shouted through the air Somebody’s having a heart attack, they're dying over there! They were loading up a customer, he looked a little grey He’d reached the end of the line at the Gag in the Bag today (Guitar Solo: Dual guitar harmonies with a bluesy, classic rock shred) (Chorus) Gag in the Bag Everything all the time Gag in the Bag It’s a greasy, salty crime (Outro) Gag in the bag Yeah, somebody's going down Don't eat the tacos, man Just keep on driving
