Gob License from a Cereal box Lyrics:
it seems every time we're driving down the
trans-canada #1 the traffic's growing worse
everyday it doesn't really help when there's a
bozo at the wheel slowing down cutting people off
i don't think it's funny. hit the gas, hit the
brakes, in a traffic jam i think i'm late for work
got your license from a cereal box you don't know
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how to drive you're just a fucking jerk, it never
fails getting on there's always something going
wrong a lot of cars a lot of smog (well, not as
much as l.a.) it's pretty hazy when a blowout in a
tire becomes such a big desire for idiots to
watch, slow down it makes me crazy. think you know
how i feel what i need is a new automobile like
the game spyhunter i could enjoy anyone who would
annoy set the missiles seek and destroy.
Lyrics: License from a Cereal box, Gob [end]