Sitting in the standstill traffic again, it's about to rain
Shoulda let the train take the strain
Damn these traffic lights are a pain
Remind me not to come this way again...
Scooter boys go whizzing past
The traffic lights are green at last
I hit the accelerator and we move off fast
Should stick to the limit but I can't be arsed...
We catch up with the moped click
They think their bikes are cool and 'sick'
Man I think the guy at the front is a dick
And the one not letting me pass is a prick...
They give the traditional one finger salute
Guy thinks he's clever, big-headed and cute
As he pulls wide, inside and past him I shoot
I check my mirror and smile, unlucky me old fruit...
Now he's back upon my tail
Tries the inside line, major fail,
As past the guy in third I sail,
And the heavens unleash a downpour of hail...
So just two bikes left in front,
Riding two abreast and I'm on the hunt,
One tries a wheelie, a stupid stunt
And slides off his machine, silly cunt...
Just the leader of the pack remains
He's brave but I got power and brains
A clap of thunder, now it rains
The water pours off the tarmac and into drains...
We approach a major junction ahead
My TSi is only in second, enough said
He turns around and aims a pretend hand gun at my head
Shoots the busy junction instead and ends up dead...
He's trapped under the wheels of a truck
Think he just ran out of luck
One too many risks and he came unstuck
I couldn't give a fuck...
I just pretend I never saw what I saw
The rain stops it's sunny once more
Annoying boys and their silly toys before
You try to intimidate road users check, make sure
You watch the road ahead or end up dead on the floor...
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