Skinhead behind the wheel
Skinhead behind the wheel
Tell me, tell me, how do you feel?
Wanna scream and shout?
Sorry I cut you up on the roundabout!
Skinhead behind the wheel
Maybe you should chill
Sorry lifes not good
And you're lost in the neighbourhood
Skinhead behind the wheel
I'm sorry your car stands still
Don't hit me for hitting you
I didn't mean to go into you
Skinhead behind the wheel
I think you need to take a pill
I think your stressed out the car
I think lifes pushed you too far
Skinhead behind the wheel
If prison won't stop you what will?
Maybe the person who's more angry?
Will finally end your road rage spree!
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