š¶ Now here's a little story/Bout the Red Deer Devil. Some people say it just ain't on the leee-velll. Ninety feet tall/And fifty seven heads. The kind of hallucination/That every trucker dreads.
Cuz I was coming down/From taking lots of pills. To help me stay awake/On all those Rocky Mountain hills. The devil became a twister/And the twister took my truck. And it left me upside down/At a gas bar out of luck. šµ