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Jello Biafra And The Guantanamo School Of Medicine
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Road Rage
I hate my wife I hate my kids I hate my job I hate this town I hate my cable bills
I hate my phone Won't leave me alone I hate the rich I hate the poor It's your fault
That's why it's time For road rage
I get flustered every day Off my meds and off the rails Since my insurance went away
I hate the homeless I hate my home Always feel like I'm falling Like that guy in 'Falling Down'
That's why it's time for Road rage Road rage Road rage
I hate my car I hate you Endless seas of tail lights That never ever fucking move
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To a phone booth Phone doesn't work I jerk off my necktie And rip open my shirt
A Superman shield I drew with markers on my chest I am the greatest Who cares if I'm the best?
Judgment day let me down
I'm going postal I'm going to school Going day trading Going to make my day too
I hate the malls And I hate credit cards I hate my neighbors They got dogs in their yards
I hate everything you do I hate everything I do I hate everything about everything And that's the fucking truth
Road rage Road rage
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