[Verse 1] On the 5 already running behind schedule Some beat-up sedan in front doing 55, no signal Cutting across three lanes like the rules don’t apply Brake-checking the car behind just to feel alive Then the 405 stacks up and it’s wall to wall Some old Civic with smoke pouring out the exhaust Still sitting in the number one like it’s their personal lane Car sounds like it’s about to die but they stay in the way Prius up ahead with the slow cruise control on Doing 48 while I’m gripping the wheel trying to stay calm I’m trying to make a gap and they just close it again Then they hit the brakes ’cause somebody tapped their bumper ten cars ahead Whole freeway slows down for one minor fender bend Now we’re all stuck because nobody wants to keep moving I’m just trying to get home without losing it But these people treat the fast lane like it’s a parking spot [Pre-Chorus] You’re in the fast lane! (Get over!) You’re in the fast lane! (Move over!) [Chorus] No matter where I go, the Prius is there On the 405, on the 5, it’s like it’s everywhere I take a random exit, try to disappear And there it is again, like it’s following me here This shit feels like the Truman Show, I’m being watched Every slow driver’s got me feeling paranoid I can’t escape it, no matter what road I take That same damn Prius always finds a way to stay [Verse 2] Car broken down on the shoulder with the hazards flashing Hood up, steam rising, traffic backed up for miles Still sitting in the fast lane like it’s not their problem Now everybody’s late because they couldn’t move it over Civic died in the middle lane, hazards on, just sitting there Now we’re all crawling because one person couldn’t make it to the shoulder People merging last second with no awareness at all Almost took my front end trying to squeeze in before the exit Texting, swerving, no regard for anybody else Then they get offended when you use the horn — what the hell? 405 at rush hour turns into a goddamn mess Everybody frustrated, everybody under stress I don’t need much — just one clean stretch where I can actually drive But these inconsiderate drivers make it impossible to get by I’m not asking for special treatment, just basic awareness If you can’t keep up, get out the left lane and stop blocking traffic. [Pre-Chorus] You’re in the fast lane! (Get over!) You’re in the fast lane! (Move over!) [Chorus / Outro] No matter where I go, the Prius is there On the 405, on the 5, it’s like it’s everywhere I take a random exit, try to disappear And there it is again, like it’s following me here This shit feels like the Truman Show, I’m being watched Every slow driver’s got me feeling paranoid I can’t escape it, no matter what road I take That same damn Prius always finds a way to stay [Verse 3 - Double time deep vocal rap] And I still don’t understand why the roads are this packed No matter what time it is, traffic’s always backed up Middle of the day, middle of the night, it don’t change Same standstill, same frustration, same damn thing Where the hell are all these people going at 2 in the afternoon? Do any of y’all actually have jobs, or is this just what you do? It’s like the whole city decided to get on the freeway at once No destination in mind, just driving for the hell of it I’m out here trying to get to work, trying to get home But these roads stay clogged like it’s some kind of joke I don’t care what time I leave, it’s always the same Gridlock on the 5, gridlock on the 405 I’m starting to think half these people don’t even have a place to be They just get in their cars and create problems for everybody [Chorus / Outro] No matter where I go, the Prius is there On the 405, on the 5, it’s like it’s everywhere I take a random exit, try to disappear And there it is again, like it’s following me here This shit feels like the Truman Show, I’m being watched Every slow driver’s got me feeling paranoid I can’t escape it, no matter what road I take That same damn Prius always finds a way to stay
