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