Idiot Road

All towns have a place

Where decent drivers are not safe

Where traffic law is touch and go

Where the posted limit does not bind

And half the drivers seem to blind

And the other half is stupid, whoa, whoa, whoa

Well Billy-Bob and Bobby-Sue

And little Jimmy-Jerry and Betty-Boo

All know it's dangerous to go

Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast

They never put their signal on when they want to pass

They cut you off as they talk on their cell phones (Down on Idiot Road)

Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane

The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain

Where people think that stop means go

Down on Idiot Road

The guy beside you picking his nose

Starts running you off the road

You give him a honk and he gives you the finger

So you swerve into the passing lane

But the idiot is doing the same

And your turnoff's coming up, whoa, whoa, whoa

So a three lane change you try to pull

When some guy on a bicycle

Puts his spandex butt where you need to go

Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast

They never put their signal on when they want to pass

They cut you off as they talk on their cell phones (Down on Idiot Road)

Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane

The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain

Where people think that stop means go

Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road