Road Rage

Get in the car

Road rage

My knuckles are white

And my face is bright red

Road rage

Doin' 65 on a supedup moped

Road rage

Is that you that gave me the finger

Road rage

How come you won't turn off your blinker

You shouldn't drive like that

I got a baseball bat

You're gonna get it

You're gonna get it

Roll down

Your window and see

There's a psycho in your rear view mirror

It's me

Road rage

If honkin' my horn don't get your attention

Road rage

I'll stick my fist up your ass like

My name was Jim Hensen

My blood is boilin'

Your car's annoyin'

I'm gonna get ya

I'm gonna get ya

Don't flash

Your high beams at me

You wouldn't like it

When I'm angry you see

I got the road rage

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Ha

What's that

I step on my gas and pass your ass

Gonna check you out while you do your hair

You're drivin' around like you just don't care

I got the road raaage yeayeaya

So chill

Get off my grill

You drive too fast

I'll make you crash