Road Rage

I’ve got the power of 100 horses…
I’d really be much better on top of one
Sitting here surrounded by traffic
Locked in a stationary sardine tin!
I’m in a rage with everything on the road
Cars & pedestrians in my way
There’s nothing as important as to get to where I’m going
I’m READY TO KILL than to stay here all day!
There’s nothing but SHIT on the radio
Seems like hours since I left the drive
Mutter «C'MON» as I’m crawling forward
Impotent — not free, I will never arrive!
Break off down a side street, foot to the floor
Wondering — have I been here before?
I’m on two wheels as I slam round corners…
Gap in sight — no in a jam once more!