Gear is to my right, beer in my left hand. Leaving my seventh red light in the past. Sorry Miss Undyne, I dont yield to signs.The king has come to drive
Tires burning rubber, skidding off the ground. Breaking all laws known to monsterkind. I don't give a f**k, I won't slow down. Soon you will fall behind.
Cracking a cold one with my steering wheel. Flashing my headlights just to see you scream. When against my chariot you'd bettеr kneel. For the king's blowing steam.
Engine roaring loud, diеsel in my veins. Swerving to the curb the end has only pain. Foot is on the gas, no mercy for the deer. My windshield is turning red!