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