Road Rage

Hey you, get off of my back
If you try to cut in, I ain’t givin’ slack
Don’t try to get smart, don’t jump in my lane
Unless you want my bumper to be part of your frame

Well, I ain’t psychotic, I don’t own a knife
I got a real job, I got a real wife
My voice gets loud, my middle finger is active
But settle down, Hoss—this ain’t no Game Boy interactive

‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control
Where I can road rage road rage road rage
I wanna road rage road rage road rage
I’m gonna road rage road rage road rage
‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control

Don’t try to race me—you know I’m supersonic
This road has one king, and I’m Napoleonic
You know I’m driving on a highway that I happen to own
You’re riding in the middle of this battle zone

You say I’m gonna buy it or get caught by the cops
But I have my rights and I’m never gonna stop
If you force the issue, I’ll give you a surprise
You’ll wind up on the shoulder when I cut you down to size

‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control
Where I can road rage road rage road rage
I wanna road rage road rage road rage
I’m gonna road rage road rage road rage
‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control

‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control
‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control
‘Cause when I’m out on the road I gotta be in control