Claws Around

A sucker punch in the face when you’re going 80.  
With the kids in the back and she’s going crazy.  
Keep eyes on the road and hands near my face.  
Block fists and drive with knees in the fast lane.  
   
There’s nothing to be learned when you gotta swerve.    
Cutting up beamers, catch a fire and burn.  
   
Got a car up my arse and my missus in outer space.  
Flashing lights and marital fights are all the rage.  
She’s a sawn off shotgun shooting out thunder and blame.  
I’ll straight bat this shit, then tackle the rats in my brain.  
   
There’s nothing to be learned when you gotta swerve.    
Cutting up beamers, catch a fire and burn.
   
It all boils down to a little bit of self control.  
Claws around my neck as I roll on down the road.  
Sensible driver gets his family out of a hole!  
I picture the headline as I crash into a Rolls.