GET IN THE CAR! Road Rage My knuckles are wide and my face is bright red Road Rage Doing 65 on a suped-up moped Road Rage Is that you that gave me the finger? Road Rage How come you won't turn off your blinker? You shouldn't drive like that I got a baseball bat You're gonna get it You're gonna get it Roll down your windowseat There's a psycho in your rear view mirror (It's me) Road Rage If honking my horn don't get your attention Road Rage I'll stick my fist up your ass like my name was Jim Hensen. My blood is boiling Your car's annoying I'm gonna get ya I'm gonna get ya Don't flash your hobbies at me You wouldn't like when when I'm angry you see I got the Road Rage! Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ah What's that I step on my gas Surpass your ass 'Gonna check you out while you do your hair You're driving around like you just don't care I got the road ra-ye-ya-ye-ya-ya-ya-age So chill Get off my grill You drive too fast I'll make you crash!