License From A Cereal Box

歌詞

It seems every time we're driving down the trans-canada #1 The traffic's growing worse everyday it doesn't really help When there's a bozo at the wheel slowing down cutting people Off I don't think it's funny. Hit the gas, hit the brakes, In a traffic jam I think I'm late for work got your license From a cereal box you don't know how to drive you're just a fucking jerk, It never fails getting on there's always something going Wrong a lot of cars a lot of smog (well, not as much as L.A.) It's pretty hazy when a blowout in a tire becomes Such a big desire for idiots to watch, slow down it makes me crazy. Think you know how I feel what I need is a new automobile Like the game spyhunter I could enjoy anyone Who would annoy set the missiles seek and destroy.