Wake up under the morning sun
Dreaming of all the roads I'm bound to run
Know that the world is on a clock
See them approaching from afar
Every angle it looks like no way out
These morons who can barely leave the house
You never get the chance to pass
By these road-borne sociopaths
Hey, can you get out of my lane
I'm heading on my way
And no, I can't slow down
With these Sunday drivers around
Cruise like the royalty of the road
Can't even read the highway code
Off to the shops for a chat
Get out of my way, I ain't got no time for that
Hey, can you get out of my lane
I'm heading on my way
And no, I can't slow down
With these Sunday drivers around
They're driving me insane
I'm off and it's too late
So no, I can't slow down
With these Sunday drivers around
Hey, can you get out of my lane
I'm heading on my way
And no, I can't slow down
With these Sunday drivers around
They're driving me insane
I'm off and it's too late
So no, I can't slow down
With these Sunday drivers around