Hang Up And Drive

Driving, you're no better than a drunk,

so ask yourself, do you feel lucky punk?

Your attention, should be focused on the road,

you're like a time bomb, waiting to explode

You're important, or that's what you claim,

but to call you, someone would have to be lame

Because you're a danger, to all that you see,

you should hang up, and listen to me

I know to keep in touch makes you feel more alive

But when you're on the highway and you're going 35

You can make the call when you arrive

It's time for you to hang up and drive

Car phone, a license to kill,

you're a big spender, how high is your bill?

From talking, you've got nothing to gain

except cancer, a tumor in your brain

It's just gossip, diarrhea of the mouth

So pick a lane, you can go north, you can go south

You're clueless, you don't know what's up.