Why the hell we waitin in line A billion cars in front and behind Were goin the way of the dinosaur And theyll make petrol out of us next time And everything would be allright If this coffin that im in was a kite Id sail on home to my TV set Im glad Sopranos are on Sunday night Hey you in the car in front of me Ive got a message for you Could you pass it on to The guy sittin in the car in front of ya Ask him to pass it along too If we all drive 25 were getting nowhere If we all drive 75 well get there faster If we all drive 105 well get to heaven on time Bumper to bumper grumps All racing to get over the hump Then we realize whats on the other side And its no wonder why they come undone But i dont let it get me down I just take a look around My wind shield is a movie screen And everybodys actin like a clown And in the endzone we see a couch With our TV dinner eyes So if you see my window rollin down Ive got a chainsaw for a mouth to cut you down to size
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