Gridlock - Warren Zevon
    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     

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