Dodgem cars, you jump on board, and put foot to the floor,

Round and round the circle, far too slow, it’s such a bore;

Bashem, crashem, doesn’t matter, you are not to blame,

Sparks will fly but that’s all part of riding in this game.

Grinding to a halt, so deadlocked dodgems won’t respond,

Turn the wheel to left, to right, to Heaven and beyond;

Bash your way through, blow the horn and hear that engine sing!

Hit the front and plant your foot, ‘cause winning’s everything.

Ticket prices rising, you deserve a decent ride,

Far too many rules that only beg to be defied;

Stupid laws for cretins, can’t they see that you’re an ace?

Jump into your dodgem, hit the gas, another race.

Raise your middle finger, no-one else can drive like you,

Obviously other drivers haven’t got a clue;

Where’d they get their ticket? Have they even read the rules?

Every time you take this ride you’re stuck amongst the fools.

Duck and weave and overtake, you show them all your skill,

Glare and gesture, force your way and bend them to your will;

Ride attendants try and stop you “No Bumping” they yell

Thumb your nose and drive away, flat out, straight to hell.

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