Road Soda

I'm gonna pull this car over
So we can all go play in traffic
You better think about the consequences of your actions
'Cause I know you probably haven't

Get your ass in the back of the van and we'll ride it straight to hell
I've sold my soul for pennies, ain't got nothing left to sell
And if we pass a cop-stop and they try to pat me down
I've got my road soda, and I'm gonna turn this fucking car around

I'm gonna do something drastic
I'm feeling fantastic
Say sorry to your brother
And say sorry to your mother

I've got my road soda, I got enough to go around
We can go and find a place to put our money down
I've sold my soul for pennies, ain't got nothing left to sell
Get your ass in the back of the van, so we can ride this motherfucker straight to hell

I'm gonna go play in traffic
I'm gonna pull this car over
Say sorry to your brother
Say sorry to your mother