Letras: Juliana Hatfield. Road Wrath.

I'm trying to pass a fat bastard
In a silver Porsche, polished and waxed
He don't drive like a man
Fifty in the passing lane like an old lady

Just give me a reason
To hit you hard
I'm the king of the road
God is in my car

Teenage bitches blaring crap
Out the window of an SUV
Noise pollution makes me mad
I could roll them so easily

Just give me a reason
To hit you hard
I'm the king of the road
God is in my car

Give me a reason
To gun it
Any old reason
Satisfaction

I can't wait for the market to crash
Executive soaks in a girly bath
Sucking up all day, took his brain away
I'm the king of the road, get out of my way