590: ”Do ya feel lucky... punk?” | Repo Man (1984)

Buckle up, weirdos—this week we’re cruising into the irradiated heart of 1984’s Repo Man, a punk-fueled odyssey of car repossession, government conspiracies, alien corpses, and existential dread… all wrapped in a glowing Chevy Malibu. Emilio Estevez is the disaffected punk turned repo apprentice, Harry Dean Stanton is his nihilist mentor with a code, and the whole thing spirals into a cosmic joke with radioactive punchlines. From generic food labels to lobotomized suburbanites, we’re digging into Alex Cox’s cult classic to figure out what the hell’s actually in the trunk—and why it still hits 40 years later.

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[Verse 1]
Desert highway, sunlight’s dim
Open the trunk—goodbye skin
Boots on pavement, nothing left
He popped the lid and it took his breath

[Verse 2]
Otto's broke, dumped, and dazed
Shredded dreams in Reagan’s haze
Repo life? It gets intense
Make some money, it all makes cents

[Chorus]
Hermanos Rodriguez do not approve of drugs.
“Neither do I, but it's my birthday,” she shrugs.
There are E.T.s in the back
Don’t look inside unless you wanna get zapped
You’ll get a radioactive tan
And you gotta steer clear of the Repo Man.

[Verse 3]
Parnell got himself lobotomied
Metal hand gal tracks the Chevy with speed
Lite don’t mess when he’s firing blanks
Bud’s got just enough gas left in the tank.

[Bridge]
Is it little green men or a neutron bomb
The TV preacher duped your dad and your mom
The American Dream is mostly dead and gone

[Chorus]
Hermanos Rodriguez do not approve of drugs.
“Neither do I, but it's my birthday,” she shrugs.
There are aliens in the back
Don’t look inside unless you wanna get zapped
You’ll get a radioactive tan
And you gotta steer clear of the Repo Man.