Inbreds Cruise Control
You're in my face, you are under my skin Just a few of
the things that don't impress me Out of my way cause you
take the cake I wish you'd leave without impressions
Cruise control, won't you lose control Self-absorbed, you
are such a bore Lift your head and you'll see I'm not
enamoured You made your mark, now promise you'll part And
I'll see you when hell freezes over
