Idiot Road Lyrics

All towns have a place
Where decent drivers are not safe
Whre traffic law is touch and go
Whre the posted limit does not bind
And half the drivers seem to blind
And the other half is stupid, whoa, whoa, whoa

Where Billy-Bob and Bobby-Sue
And little Jimmy-Jerry and Betty-Boo
All know it's dangerous to go

Down on Idiot Road

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Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast
They never put their signal on when they want to pass
They cut you off as they talk on their cellphones
Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane
The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain
Where people think that stop means go
Down on Idiot Road

The guy beside you picking his nose
Starts running you off the road
You give him a honk and he gives you the finger
So you swerve into the passing lane
But the idiot is doing the same
And your turnoff's coming up, whoa, whoa, whoa
So a three lane change you try to pull
When some guy on a bicycle
Puts his spandex butt where you need to go
Down on Idiot Road

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