Can you name the truck with four wheel drive,smells like a steak and seats thirty-five..Canyonero! Canyonero!Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down,It’s the country-fried truck endorsed by a clown!Canyonero! (Yah!) Canyonero!
[Krusty:] Hey HeyThe Federal Highway commission has ruled theCanyonero unsafe for highway or city driving.
12 yards long, 2 lanes wide,65 tons of American Pride!Canyonero! Canyonero!Top of the line in utility sports,Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts!Canyonero! Canyonero! (Yah!)She blinds everybody with her super high beams,She’s a squirrel crushing, deer smacking, driving machine!Canyonero!-oh woah, Canyonero! (Yah!)
Or 17 days until January. That’s my personal target as an adult, and that countdown starts ticking about Halloween. I’m sure kids have the opposite focus, but I’m not a big fan of the holiday-induced insanity that permeates November and December.
I went to a guru named Falco back in the mid-1980s. The diagram he showed me hadRockMeAmadeus.