⸻ Breakdown Driver Verse 1 Breakdown driver, cruising down the road, Thought it was a reliable time, Engine humming, sun was shining gold, Didn’t know what we would find. Breakdown driver, passing by a toad, He was hopping side to side, Rolled down the window, said “Hop on in,” Now he’s riding shotgun with pride. ⸻ Chorus Hey! Breakdown driver, don’t slow down, We’re picking up the whole dang town, Furry, feathery, slimy too, If they wave, we make some room. Hey! Breakdown driver, wild and free, Every mile’s a mystery, If it walks or crawls or flies— Hop on in, enjoy the ride! ⸻ Verse 2 Breakdown driver, going way too fast, Saw a deer as we flew right past, Then a family of raccoons, And a possum baby in the grass. Scooped them up, now they’re piled in back, Little paws and tails everywhere, Someone’s squeaking, someone’s climbing, There’s a raccoon in my hair. ⸻ Chorus Hey! Breakdown driver, don’t slow down, We’re picking up the whole dang town, Furry, feathery, slimy too, If they wave, we make some room. Hey! Breakdown driver, wild and free, Every mile’s a mystery, If it walks or crawls or flies— Hop on in, enjoy the ride! ⸻ Verse 3 Breakdown driver, saw a platypus, Sitting there by a muddy stream, Funny face and a furry little body, Strangest thing I’ve ever seen. We said, “Nah, you’re a little too weird,” And we left him where he was, But a mile down the road we laughed— “Wait… was that even one of those?” ⸻ Bridge Now the car’s about to break apart, There’s a zoo inside the frame, Toad’s up front and steering now, And the deer forgot my name. Raccoons plotting something sneaky, Possum’s playing dead again, And I swear I heard that “platypus” Laughing in the wind… ⸻ Final Chorus (bigger) Hey! Breakdown driver, don’t slow down, We’ve gone and lost all sense somehow, Claws and wings and tails collide, Still we’re rolling through the night. Hey! Breakdown driver, hold on tight, Nothing here is going right, If it’s strange, we let it ride— That’s the law of this wild drive! Breakdown driver, road goes on, Engine coughing, almost gone, Look behind… we’re not alone— Outro (Platypus Return) Breakdown driver, engine’s fried, Smoke is rising from inside, Everyone bails out in a rush— Then who pulls up? …that platypus. He rolls down the window, gives a grin, Says, “Need a ride? You can hop on in.” Funny face, yeah now we see— He’s the driver we should be. Breakdown driver… now it’s him.