People in the surroundings become crazy from heat.
The desert air boiling brains and burning up meat.
Attitudes become shit as temperatures rise.
The freeways of travel I do despise.
A highway of murderous danger does grow.
As the heatwave of our state cooks all, nice and slow.
With the evening of torture not ending till nine.
I fell like the delicatessen the roasting of swine.
When people ignore others lives in my car.
Wildly cutting me off from afar.
This makes me want to chase them down and put their ripped off face in a jar.
