Idiot Road All towns have a place Where decent drivers are not safe Where traffic law is touch and go Where the posted limit does not bind And half the drivers seem to blind And the other half is stupid, whoa, whoa, whoa
Well Billy-Bob and Bobby-Sue And little Jimmy-Jerry and Betty-Boo All know it's dangerous to go Down on Idiot Road
Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast They never put their signal on when they want to pass They cut you off as they talk on their cell phones (Down on Idiot Road) Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain Where people think that stop means go Down on Idiot Road
The guy beside you picking his nose Starts running you off the road
You give him a honk and he gives you the finger So you swerve into the passing lane But the idiot is doing the same And your turnoff's coming up, whoa, whoa, whoa
So a three lane change you try to pull When some guy on a bicycle Puts his spandex butt where you need to go Down on Idiot Road
Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast They never put their signal on when they want to pass They cut you off as they talk on their cell phones (Down on Idiot Road) Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain Where people think that stop means go Down on Idiot Road Down on Idiot Road Down on Idiot Road Down on Idiot Road