Unholy Driver

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Rewrite/parody of the Dio classic Holy Diver

Unholy driver
Oh no you don't wanna cut me off
Driving mad, bad and out of control
Drunk in a traffic jam that is a endless sea
Oh you best steer clear of me


A caged tiger unleased
You see my stripes yet refuse to believe
I am anything but sqeaky clean
Oh don't you see
Behind this wheel I really am quite mean


Better stay away, far away from me
The unholy driver


Shining eyes
Alcohol swimming in my haze of confusion
Drivin' too hard
Too fast
Beatin' the road black and blue
You had best stay back out of my way or I'll run over you


Race every morning
Trying to beat the rise of the sun
On my way to another dead end day
I speed through every light
Eyes closed as I maneuver
Praying away my long lonely hours
For the night


Better get away-get away


Between the lines weaving
There I'll be as nasty and as hard as the coldest steel
Hogging the road
Leavin' 'em all steaming
It's true
Yes I am a neverending unremorseful heel


Unholy driver
Outrunning every black and blue in sight
Never gonna be caught
I'm the star of the masquerade
Other drivers you had best be afraid


Jump on this tiger
And in the grip of my most fearsome road rage I'll rip out your heart
Cos I'm just that kind of mean
So shield all your little one's eyes
If you wanna tangle with me
Just remember
Out on this freeway of life
Some things should never be seen


Unholy driver
Oh no you don't wanna cut me off
Driving mad, bad and out of control
Drunk in a traffic jam that is a endless sea
Oh you best steer clear of me


2008 Ramona Thompson

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