Saturday afternoon, that's when it starts.
Boredom is huge.
He's waiting for something to happen
and there's nothing on TV.
Have quite a few weekends
already overslept on the couch.
Every day the same thing annoys him.
Today something has to happen.
And he starts the engines,
puts a lead foot on it Gas.
And then he does a few laps.
It's only fun for him after 100.
If he stands around on the street,
That's too stupid for him.
/>Saturday lunchtime
Whether he goes to the bar
and gets drunk again.
Slowly it comes to him:
He hates the town he lives in.
>Every day the same thing annoys him.
Today something has to finally happen.
And he starts the engines,
puts a lead foot on the accelerator.
And then He does a few laps.
It's only fun for him when he gets to 100.
There's another girl in the back seat,
who then screams as she corners.
Yes, he starts the engine and lifts off.
And takes off.
And then he takes off.

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