Testo Road Rage - Jello Biafra & The Guantanamo School of Medicine
Testo della canzone Road Rage (Jello Biafra & The Guantanamo School of Medicine), tratta dall'album White People and the Damage Done
I hate my wife
I hate my kids
I hate my job
I hate this town
I hate my cable bill
I hate my phone
Let me be alone
I hate the rich
I hate the poor
It's your fault
That's why it's time for road rage
I get stress food every day
Off my meds and off the rails
Since my insurance went away
I hate the homeless
I hate my home
Always feel like I'm falling
Like that guy in Falling Down
That's why it's time for
Road rage
Road rage
Road rage
I hate my car
I hate you
Endless seeds of fear
I sit there around and fucking move
That's why it's time for road rage
To a phone booth, the phone doesn't work
I threw off my necktie, ripped open my shirt
My Superman shield, I drew with markers on my chest
I am the greatest, who cares if I'm the best
Judgment day, let me down
I'm going postal, I'm going to school
Going day-train's gonna make my day too
I hate the malls, and I hate credit cards
I hate my neighbors, they got dogs in their yards
I hate everything you do
I hate everything I do
I hate everything about everything
And that's the fucking truth
Road rage
Road rage
Road rage
Credits
Writer(s): Razhan Mohammadi
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