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Letras:The Potato Pies. Fuck Off Road Rage.

I look forward to going to places
I like seeing other people's faces
But I don't enjoy the car ride
I hate everyone that cuts me up at the side
I just want to drive at the speed limit
I don't want to swear at this stupid shit
Who thinks he owns the road
Like the wind in the willows toad
I wanted to get there safely
I see these idiots trying to go quicker than me
I want to get out and hit the bastards
I shout and call them fucking retards
Because that's what they are
Trying to kill everyone with their car
I just want a safe journey
I don't need these bastards annoying me
I have to lose me temper
They are stupid and think they're clever
I shout out the window

They can't hear me so?
They are fucking fucked up shits
They are all a bunch of pricks

I should probably calm down
And maybe just frown
But it is so hard
When I see this fucking retard
They are fucking fucked up shits
They are all a bunch of pricks
I want to get out and hit the bastards
I shout and call them fucking retards
Because that's what they are
Trying to kill everyone with their car