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Lyrics
Three rides, one road, lights flashin’ fast
Plaid takes off, Charly’s right on his back
Mr. Clean’s movin’ smooth, no wasted time
(“Eric, man, you milkin’ every single mile!”)
Shane’s revvin’ up, Charly’s callin’ plays
“Bro, just floor it—no eco today”
I say “Alright, Boss,” they both groan loud
(“Ayy, don’t call me that!”—man, I love this sound)
Full charge, let’s hit the night
Red tail lights, we’re outta sight
We don’t stop, we don’t wait
Unless Eric’s drivin’, then we’re late
(Yeah, yeah) No brakes, all speed ahead
(Yeah, yeah) We race but ride or die instead
(Yeah, yeah) Three Teslas, brothers tight
“Hey, what’s the plan?”—”Bro, we’ll play it by ear” (ugh!)
(Ohhh) Hit the road, battery high
(Ohhh) Plaid takes off, goodbye
(Ohhh) Mr. T and Mr. Clean
We’re the fastest fam you’ve ever seen
49er grind, long days, long nights
I move the goods, keep the routes locked tight
They say “Eric, work the weekends, bro”
I say “Man, y’all work too much, you know?”
Autopilot flex, music bumpin’ loud
Charly’s Model Y, ownin’ every town
Shane in Plaid, laughin’ at my pace
Man, I swear someday I’ll win this race
Full charge, let’s hit the night
Red tail lights, we’re outta sight
We don’t stop, we don’t wait
Unless Eric’s drivin’, then we’re late
(Yeah, yeah) No brakes, all speed ahead
(Yeah, yeah) We race but ride or die instead
(Yeah, yeah) Three Teslas, brothers tight
“Hey, what’s the plan?”—”Bro, we’ll play it by ear” (ugh!)
Shane’s gone, Charly’s near
They both know I’ll still be here
Speed ain’t everything, that’s true
But man, I’ll still keep messin’ with you
Weekend’s here, bosses call my line
“Eric, come work!”—I hit decline
They roll up fast, but guess who’s stopped?
Plaid’s in the shop… battery’s dropped!
Full charge, let’s hit the night
Red tail lights, we’re outta sight
We don’t stop, we don’t wait
Unless Eric’s drivin’, then we’re late
(Yeah, yeah) No brakes, all speed ahead
(Yeah, yeah) We race but ride or die instead
(Yeah, yeah) Three Teslas, brothers tight
And yeah, I’m still callin’ y’all Boss tonight!
(Ohhh) Hit the road, battery high
(Ohhh) Plaid takes off—oh, wait, not tonight
(Ohhh) Mr. T and Mr. Clean
Looks like I’m the fastest one on the scene!
Charge Ahead
Charge Ahead
The Transporter
They say every day is a road trip… but somehow, mine always ends at a wastewater plant.
‘The Transporter’ is always on the move, dodging weekend shifts, and somehow still getting tracked down. Featuring boss calls I can’t ignore, Tesla tracking paranoia, and the never-ending battle against ‘playing it by ear.’
Turn it up—just don’t call me on my day off.
Why, Just Why
By overwhelming demand (mostly from you, Shane), it’s finally here, Eric & Shane’s ultimate slow jam.
A heartfelt tribute to 30+ years of friendship… or something like that.
Enjoy, Boss.
Hope you love it as much as you love calling me on my days off.
Duces from the Deck
The Transporter is off the clock and on the dock.
Shane and Charlie are stuck with my route while I cruise into glacier life. Might join the ship’s wastewater crew… might not come back.
Enjoy this farewell track: