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 prick you are
But it’s not me, it’s my amygdala, 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 prick you are
But it’s not me, it’s my amygdala, duh-lah…

I long to help us turn this page
Imprisoned by our tribal rage
But ancient rails demand their wage
And one small voice to disengage…

Whatcha gonna do about it now?
Howya gonna rise above the crowd?
Whatcha gonna do about it now?
Howya 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