Road Rage Songtext
von Mower

Fuck!

You drive like you′re in a tank
And you're tank with the way you′re changing lanes
Nobody you bang, so maybe you should hang up
Do what's right, do what's right
Do what′s right now and pull it over to the right

Take a long time
To fall in line

You roll like the road is yours
Uninsured with the best expired plates
Putting makeup on inside the passing lane
Not that bright, not that bright
Not that bright, clown, so pull it over to the right


I see your parking sticker
I see your visor Christ
But you don′t understand that the wheel in my hand
Can decide to fuck up

You drive like you're in a tank
In the way and you′re driving like a bitch
You little piece of shit, I'll put you in a ditch
Do what′s right, do what's right
Do what′s right now and pull it over to the right

I see your parking sticker
I see your visor Christ
But you don't understand that the wheel in my hand
Can decide to fuck up
I see your mouth is running
I see your fingers flying
But you don't understand that the wheel in my hand
Can decide your fucking life