Every street is choking Looks like too much traffic on the road No fun in driving You wait in line forever just to go Heavy roar of engines Sitting in your prisons on the road
Everybody's rushing Is it so important to be so Where's it going to lead to If all the rushing leads to moving slow Heavy roar of engines Sitting in your prisons on the road
Poison from your engine Merges with the air we've got to breathe Look at that congestion Don't it make you want to pack and leave Thoughts you've been having Sitting in your prisons on the road
