Raging along in my automobile
I'm getting ticked off at the wheal
I flipped the bird at the turn of mile
My ferocity running wild
Cursing and speeding up to go
In order to get ahead of this foe

Raging along in my automobile
Anxious to show him the way I feel
So I flipped off though my rear view mirror
And I tried to leave that bum in fear
Passing him up and moving slow
In order to piss off this shmoe

No particular pace to go
So I honked out loud with my brights aglow
I was sprung and rolled down my window
So I shouted trough the toll
Can you imagine the way I felt
When the cops found me with out my safety belt

Raging along while I refuse
To the big house I took a truce
All the way there I held the grudge
For that son of a bitch who wouldn't budge
Wearing some orange jumpsuit clothes
When I get out I'll get that foe