Lyrics

[Verse 1] Buddy that's ahead of me his driving's kind of lame He speeds up every time I get into the passing lane Maybe he's afraid he'll be left behind If someone gets ahead of him, that's tantamount to crime He might pass for aggressive if he ever got the nerve But he's a hero on the straightaway A chicken on the curve [Verse 2] Buddy on the airwaves well he's got a problem too You have to lick his boots before he'll ever talk to you He panders to your bogeyman he's good at scratching scabs He knows when something's good for you he knows when it is bad It seems his lot in life is to whimper and to scoff But he's a peabrain when the mic is on A loud mouth when its off [Instrumental] [Verse 3] Buddy on the campaign like a parrot on parade Always reads the script so he knows what he can say Yeah they give him handy little buzzwords such as "family" and "crime" He knows the trough is waiting if he toes the party line If he had a scruple it would knock him off his stride He's a preacher on your doorstep A thief when he's inside [Instrumental Outro]