105 - Smash Mouth

Why the hell are we waitin' in line?

A billion cars in front and behind

We’re going the way of the dinosaur

They’ll make petrol out of us next time

But everything would be alright

If this coffin I’m in was a kite

I’m heading on home to my TV set

I’m glad Sopranos are on Sunday night

Hey you in the car in front of me

I got a message for you, could you pass it on to

The guy sitting in the car in front of you

Ask him to pass it along too

If we all drive 25

We’re getting nowhere

If we all drive 75

We’ll get there faster

If we all drive 105

We’ll get to heaven on time

Bumper-to-bumper grumps

All waiting to get over the hump

Then we realize what’s on the other side

It’s no wonder why we come undone

But I won’t let it get me down

I’ll take a look around

My windshield is a movie screen

And everybody’s acting like a clown

And in the endzone we see a couch

With our TV dinner eyes

And if you see my window rolling down

I’ve got a chainsaw for a mouth to cut you down to size