We pull up to the red light;

now I'm ready to take flight.

Your loud music is quite offensive;

no courtesy, it's very destructive.

Did you think I wanted to hear that;

you must be in the category of dingbat.

Do you see this as a great big joke;

soon you just may be morally broke.

When I looked over to express disapproval;

you gave me the finger, it's anecdotal.

Shame on you, ya got a bad attitude;

what you really need is some simple quietitude.

The light turns green, muffler's too loud;

you hit the gas, your mind in a cloud.

Why are you so sad, your life so drab;

need a better attitude, don't be a scab.

We pull up to the red light;

now I'm ready to take flight.

Your uninvited din, so very obnoxious;

did you know that you wallow in trespass?