tailgators

I got a big car I’m better than you
Lexus, Audi, BMW
you’re a slob, I’m a striver
you’re too slow I’m an early arriver
penile missile carbon fibre
it’s the angel of whizz the flyin’ insider
fast n’furious hot wheels driver
smarter n’harder than a hadron collider
yo – miss daisy
yer dinosaur riding’s driving me crazy
yer’ grasp of fast terminally hazy
pull over yer wonky wanky wazey
if you’re Walt Disney I’m Scorsese

I got a big car I’m better than you
Porsche, Ferrari, Subaru
if you can’t stand the heat stay outta the lane
your speed awareness drives me insane
you’re giving me serious pedal pain
you sniff magic trees I’ll snort cocaine
your failure to drive gives my brain a pain
don’t make me accelerate and flash you again
yo – chief
give us alpha movers relief
that’s me in the corners grindin’ my teeth
your gutless gear change’s beyond belief
if I don’t overtake you’ll undertake grief