Tytuł: Gridlock

• Wykonawca: Warren Zevon
• Wyświetleń: 305

It's 5:00 P.M. on a weekday, friend
   There's one of me and two million of them
   The whistle blows and the factories close
   There's a million more commuters on the access roads
   The brake lights flash--there's an RV crashed
   I'm in the passing lane going nowhere fast
   The traffic crawls and the engine stalls
   I'm stuck on the edge of the urban sprawl
   Gridlock
   Up ahead
   There's a line of cars as far as I can see
   Gridlock
   Goin' nowhere
   Roll down the window, let me scream
   Oh yeah, ain't it a shame
   We're all jammed up at the interchange
   The paramedics and the CHP
   Wait impatiently for catastrophes
   I'm spending half my days like this
   I might as well be working on the midnight shift
   The radio's tuned to the traffic news
   And everybody's choking on monoxide fumes
   Gridlock
   Up ahead
   There's a line of cars as far as I can see
   Gridlock
   Goin' nowhere
   Roll down the window, let me scream
   I can close my eyes and dream
   I can close my eyes and dream
   I can close my eyes and dream
   It's 5:00PM on a weekday, friend
   I'm going home but I don't know when
   I hate this traffic and I hate this town
   Gotta honk my horn, try to get around
   I feel like going on a killing spree
   Tomorrow I'm going on the RTD
   The traffic crawls and the engine stalls
   I'm stuck on the edge of the urban sprawl
   Gridlock
   Up ahead
   There's a line of cars as far as I can see
   Gridlock
   Goin' nowhere
   Roll down the window, let me scream
   I can close my eyes and dream