I’d rather walk
Than ride in your car
I’d rather not be
To be what you are
Excuse my way
But I can’t deny it
You say you know better
But you know I won’t buy it
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I came up to you
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I could tell you what to do
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I broke down your door
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I started your war
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I came up to you
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I could tell you what to do
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I broke down your door
Wouldn’t it make you mad
If I started your war