The stories behind Blown Head Gasket

• Southern Rock Muscle and Steam-Powered Grit — Take B cranks up the tempo and guitar overdrive to deliver a rowdy Southern rock anthem about mechanical grit.
• When Mechanical Instinct Trumps Thirty-Two Sensors — Blown Head Gasket pits hands-on shop floor experience against high-tech diagnostics when an autoclave fails.

Lyrics

Listen to that tick, tick, tick

That ain't no digital pledge, son

That's mechanical!

German specialists flew in on a first -class flight, staring at his laptop

screen from morning to night.

Our autoclave chamber was built in white stain,

ruining the surgical department's dream.

He had 32 sensors taped onto the side, talking about

thermodynamics on the right. I walked in with my coveralls and ball

cap on and said,

Son, I know that sound before you was born.

That piston's got a wobble and the valve is blown wide

Same damn noise from the truck made on the driver's side

Step out the way with your four -hand computer

Gonna fix this big boiler with a homemade shooter

Sounds like a blown -head gasket to me

Don't need no doctorate degree to see

Pop off a metaphor,

branch on the nut

Clean out the sludge in the charcoal suit

Yee -haw, pull the lever, watch the pressure climb

The power made redneck on overtime time

Could a copper shim from an old moonshine coil I'll see

you next time.

pounds of pressure lock steady on the dial

Left the German engineer standing with a smile

Sounds like a bonehead gasket to me

Don't need no doctorate degree to see

Pop off the manifold,

wrench on the nut

Clean out the sludge and the charcoal suit, yee -haw

Don't ever watch the pressure climb

And the bow made

Redneck on overtime

Sealed up tighter Than a bull's rear end in five seasons

She's ready to put the dock

Yeah

Hey,

yeah