Stuck behind a line of cars so slow they barely crawl
Surrounded by morons that have to see it all
The sight of a fender bender leaves them looking quite amazed
Hoping for a glimpse of blood to make their dull hearts race
Those fucking rubberneckers
Like they have nowhere to go
Gawking as they slow down
Hoping for a cheap thrill show
They slow me down, they get me down, they get me mad
Any little accident, best time they've ever had
What right do they have to make those behind them wait
Just because they're morbid creeps, why should I be late?
Motherfucking rubbernecker
Him and his kind make me ill
Hoping for a little action
Taking my time up for his thrills
Maybe he'd like seeing his daughter tied up on the ground
And his wife breech loaded while he watches gagged and bound
And then I'd take a hammer to everything he owns
Then there'd be a reason for him looking hard and long
Those fucking rubberneckers
Like they have nowhere to go
Gawking as they slow down
Hoping for a little show
Those fucking rubberneckers
Like they have nowhere to go
Gawking as they slow down
Hoping for a cheap thrill show
