Why the hell we waiting in line?
A billion cars are front and behind
We're going the way of the dinosaur
And only this next time
And everything will be alright
If this coffin that I'm in was supplied
I'd sail on home to my TV set
I'm at Surprano's on at Sunday night (I can't spell the TV show name, but it's that mob family thing)
Hey you move the car in front of me
I've got a message for you
Could you pass it on to the guy sitting in the car in front of you
Ask him to pass it along
To

Chorus:
If we all drive 25
We're gettin' no where
If we all drive 75
We'll get there faster
If we all drive 105
We'll get to heaven on time

Bump all the bump ah, grumps
All racing to get over the humpth
And we realize what's on the other side
And it no wonder why we come undone
But I don't let it get me down, I just take a look around
My wind shield is a movie screen
And everybody's acting like a clown
Hey you move the car in front of me
I've got a message for you
Could you pass it on to the guy sitting in the car in front of you
Ask him to pass it along
To

Chorus

And in the end zone we see a couch
With our TV dinner rights
So if you see my window rolling down
I got to change some foul mouth to cut you downside

Hey you move the car in front of me
I've got a message for you
Could you pass it on to the guy sitting in the car in front of you
Ask him to pass it along
To

Chorus