Socio-Illogica

This is kind of a stream-of-conscious satire. Made it up as I went along, but any feedback would be appreciated.

Socio-Illogica

I'm gunna go buy me a car
That I can drive into a canal
And it won't float on the top
Like all the rest of them all.
Those damn engineers...
Them and their "new ideas"
And "5-star" ratings that we all love.
Well I wanna live a little
And do away all your "safety"
And your life vests and air bags
And, hell, even those Ziploc bags
(It's your damn fault if you eat spoiled food).
I don't need a stop sign
Telling me when to stop.
I can stop on my own
When something comes in my way,
Like a kid or a train.
And if I get hit, I hope I leave a big mess
That takes six guys and a pitchfork to clean up.
I don't wanna live forever
I wanna die the first time I make a mistake
So I don't have to live with it
The rest of my life.