Uploaded February 2026 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago
This is a song I wrote using SUNO about being a dealership Mechanic. Video was made 6 seconds at a time using the free version of GROK imagine. this was the first song and video I have made so don't hate on a brother. I hope you enjoy it. like, share and Subscribe if you would. I will be doing more and better ones in the future. It is not perfect but it is funny. lyrics below.
Name's Angry Mechanic, stuck in this grease pit hell,
Wrench twistin' trials, every day a rebel yell.
Broken bolts laughin', shearin' off at the head,
Rusty metal fightin', paintin' my knuckles red.
Lifters crashin' wild, tappin' like machine gun fire,
Camshafts galled and seized, killin' my desire.
E V repairs creepin', high-voltage death in the wires,
One slip and you're fried – funeral pyre.
Parts guys sellin' dreams, then ghost when I call,
Wrong part every time, watch my deadlines fall.
Service writers smilin', "Goodwill it, no charge,"
Managers noddin', stealin' my labor large.
Angry Mechanic! Keepin' the world on the roll!
Rusted rage burnin' deep in my soul!
Crippled back screamin', broken knees collapsin' slow,
Shoulder tears rippin', but I won't let go!
Aches and pains, the mechanic's brutal code,
Twistin' wrenches down this endless road!
Angry Mechanic – yeah, the fire won't die!
Rusted rage lightin' up the sky!
Flat-rate prison, clock tickin' like a bomb,
Waiters gon' wait, but they want it done and gone.
E V nightmares hummin', could take your life in a flash,
High-tech death traps, turnin' techs to ash.
Sockets roundin' off, impacts strippin' threads bare,
Lift groanin' under weight, better keep aware.
Years breathin' exhaust, body fallin' apart,
But the bills keep comin', tearin' out my heart.
Parts counter clowns, "Backorder, wait a week,"
Service desk pushin' goodwill, makin' me freak.
They take my sweat, hand it out for free,
Takin' food off my table – robbin' me!
Angry Mechanic! The man that keeps it alive!
Rusted rage explodin', barely survive!
Crippled back howlin', broken knees givin' in,
Shoulder tears forever, but the fight begins!
Aches and pains, etched in every scar,
Twistin' fate in this oil-stained war!
Angry Mechanic – ragin' through the night!
Rusted rage... hold on tight!
Kneelin' on cold concrete, spine twisted like steel,
Shoulders poppin' warnings I can barely feel.
E V sparks dancin' deadly, rusty empire crumbles slow,
Bolt by broken bolt, the rage starts to grow.
I'm the ghost in the bay, keepin' engines breathin',
But this fire inside... it's barely grievin'.
Angry Mechanic! Through the storm and the grind!
Rusted rage consumin', blowin' my mind!
Crippled back collapsin', broken knees on the deck,
Shoulder tears bleedin', but I earn my respect!
Aches and pains, mechanic's endless fight,
Twistin' wrenches from dark till light!
Angry Mechanic – yeah, that's my name!
Rusted rage... fuelin' the flames!
This is a song I wrote using SUNO about being a dealership Mechanic. Video was made 6 seconds at a time using the free version of GROK imagine. this was the first song and video I have made so don't hate on a brother. I hope you enjoy it. like, share and Subscribe if you would. I will be doing more and better ones in the future. It is not perfect but it is funny. lyrics below.
Name's Angry Mechanic, stuck in this grease pit hell,
Wrench twistin' trials, every day a rebel yell.
Broken bolts laughin', shearin' off at the head,
Rusty metal fightin', paintin' my knuckles red.
Lifters crashin' wild, tappin' like machine gun fire,
Camshafts galled and seized, killin' my desire.
E V repairs creepin', high-voltage death in the wires,
One slip and you're fried – funeral pyre.
Parts guys sellin' dreams, then ghost when I call,
Wrong part every time, watch my deadlines fall.
Service writers smilin', "Goodwill it, no charge,"
Managers noddin', stealin' my labor large.
Angry Mechanic! Keepin' the world on the roll!
Rusted rage burnin' deep in my soul!
Crippled back screamin', broken knees collapsin' slow,
Shoulder tears rippin', but I won't let go!
Aches and pains, the mechanic's brutal code,
Twistin' wrenches down this endless road!
Angry Mechanic – yeah, the fire won't die!
Rusted rage lightin' up the sky!
Flat-rate prison, clock tickin' like a bomb,
Waiters gon' wait, but they want it done and gone.
E V nightmares hummin', could take your life in a flash,
High-tech death traps, turnin' techs to ash.
Sockets roundin' off, impacts strippin' threads bare,
Lift groanin' under weight, better keep aware.
Years breathin' exhaust, body fallin' apart,
But the bills keep comin', tearin' out my heart.
Parts counter clowns, "Backorder, wait a week,"
Service desk pushin' goodwill, makin' me freak.
They take my sweat, hand it out for free,
Takin' food off my table – robbin' me!
Angry Mechanic! The man that keeps it alive!
Rusted rage explodin', barely survive!
Crippled back howlin', broken knees givin' in,
Shoulder tears forever, but the fight begins!
Aches and pains, etched in every scar,
Twistin' fate in this oil-stained war!
Angry Mechanic – ragin' through the night!
Rusted rage... hold on tight!
Kneelin' on cold concrete, spine twisted like steel,
Shoulders poppin' warnings I can barely feel.
E V sparks dancin' deadly, rusty empire crumbles slow,
Bolt by broken bolt, the rage starts to grow.
I'm the ghost in the bay, keepin' engines breathin',
But this fire inside... it's barely grievin'.
Angry Mechanic! Through the storm and the grind!
Rusted rage consumin', blowin' my mind!
Crippled back collapsin', broken knees on the deck,
Shoulder tears bleedin', but I earn my respect!
Aches and pains, mechanic's endless fight,
Twistin' wrenches from dark till light!
Angry Mechanic – yeah, that's my name!
Rusted rage... fuelin' the flames!
