The Lyrics
Goin' for a drive one sunny day
But the chemicals inside my brain
Attemptin' to drive my poor ass insane
My grip on the wheel never slips off, mate
It's not safe to think that it's the same
For the other drivers, they irritate me
Cause I always see them careen wildly
Suddenly, didn't see indicators, geez
Don't blame me, yeah, for that loud screech
Those dudes, mate
Can't keep control of their own car, makes me fume, mate
I'm sure for some of them, the reason's "they're nervous"
I still hate
How these people are such fools, they're never in their lane
So rude, mate
To lack control of your own car like a doof, mate
I know my anger may come off a bit jerkish
I still hate
How they all forget the rules, they're never, ever, ever in their lane
Eh, eh, eh, they're never in their lane (eh, eh)
Eh, eh, eh, they're never in their lane (eh, eh)
Eh, eh, eh, they're never in their lane (eh, eh)
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
If it was a lane change just really slow
Still be pissed off, but it isn't so
Wheels are in two diff'rent lanes, man, is it that hard to keep control (eh, eh, eh, eh, eh)?
And I try to see if they're teens, could be
But I see that all these twats are 'bout thirty
Or forty, all excuses weak
They knew, mate
That when they drift like that, ev'ryone will lose, mate
I see that both hands touch the wheel, they're just clueless
I'm irate
That these people are such tools, they're never in their lane
Won't move, mate
Back in the proper position, they're a douche, mate
I can't tell if they're drunk, afraid that I'm proofless
Either way
They're still breakin' many rules, they're never, ever, ever in their lane
Eh, eh, eh, they're never in their lane (eh, eh)
Eh, eh, eh, they're never in their lane (eh, eh)
Eh, eh, eh, they're never in their lane (eh, eh)
Eh, eh
Their stupid truck wants two damn lanes
They should get bent, I (huh) rage
Their friggin' truck's got its own lane
Can't stay in it, I rage (they're crazy)
So rude, mate
When I start honkin' my horn, they fin'lly move, mate
But they're just switchin' up where their car intrudes, shit (yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah)
I can't take (I can't take)
How they can be such a fool, they're never in their lane (they're never in their)
Plain rude, mate (mate)
Aren't any obstacles to take up the room, mate (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That would then force their butt to do it, that's bullshit (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That's just lame (ah-ah-ah-ah, ha, ha)
They've no reason to flout rules, they're never, ever, ever in their lane