Road Rage Songtext
von Hillbilly Hellcats

It′s a terrible drive
When the clock strikes five
And I'm coming to a traffic jam ahead
Getting madder by the minute
And I′m sitting right in it
At a traffic light that's always turning red

I'm honking my horn
And cussing up a storm
′Cause you cut me off and passed me on the right
And you better not linger
′Cause you're giving me the finger
So when we stop there′ll be a fight


I'm in a road rage
On a rampage
My neck′s turning red
And my foot's getting heavy on the gas
It′s the last stage
Of an outrage
I'm a half a foot behind you
So you'd better turn your wheel and let me pass

I′m starting to worry
Going nowhere in a hurry
And now I′m exiting coming up ahead
Better move over rover
My temper's taking over
′Cause you haven't heard a single thing I′ve said

But if you want to spar
Step out of that car
We'll have a nice friendly little chat
I′ll hit your wheel hub
With my golf club
And you'll reply with a baseball bat


I'm in a road rage
On a rampage
My neck′s turning red
And my foot′s getting heavy on the gas
It's the last stage
Of an outrage
I′m a half a foot behind you
So you'd better turn your wheel and let me pass

I′m in a road rage
On a rampage
My neck's turning red
And my foot′s getting heavy on the gas
It's the last stage
Of an outrage
I'm a half a foot behind you
So you′d better turn your wheel and let me pass

My neck′s turning red
And my foot's getting heavy on the gas
And you can answer me on back
With a baseball bat