Ancient Rails

I have no need to speed today
I will arrive there anyway
It’s how I get from B to A
Doesn’t matter what they say

Gonna hafta break the law ‘cos this is war
Never seen stupid on this scale before
Somethin’ in me screaming what a pratt you are
But it’s not me, it’s my amig-duh-lah

You think I’m slow, you tailgate me
You’re craving your velocity
You drive too fast and angrily
Your weapon is your SUV

Gonna hafta break the law ‘cos this is war
Never seen stupid on this scale before
Somethin’ in me screaming what a pratt you are
But it’s not me, it’s my amig-duh-la

I long to help us turn this page
Victims of each other’s rage
But ancient rails demand their wage
And one small voice to disengage

Whatcha  gonna do about it now
How ya gonna rise above the crowd
Whatcha gonna do about it now
How ya gonna stop it going down
What I’m gonna do about it now
Gotta sing it out, and sing it loud,
Right here,
Right now

You Tailgate Me