Traffic Jam

Gee, thanks Two, one, two, three, four Damn, this traffic jam How I hate to be late Hurts my motor to go so slow Damn, this traffic jam Time I get home my supper'll be cold Damn, this traffic jam So, I left my job 'bout five o'clock 15 minutes to go three blocks Just in time to stand in line The freeway looking like a parking lot Damn, this traffic jam How I hate to be late Hurts my motor to go so slow Time I get home my supper'll be cold Damn, this traffic jam So I almost had a heart attack Looking in the rear view mirror I saw myself the next car back Looking in the rear view mirror About to have a heart attack, I said Damn, this traffic jam How I hate to be late Hurts my motor to go so slow Time I get home my supper'll be cold Damn, this traffic jam Now when I die I don't want no coffin Thought 'bout it all too often Just strap me in behind the wheel And bury me with my automobile Damn, this traffic jam How I hate to be late Hurts my motor to go so slow Damn, this traffic jam Time I get home my supper'll be cold Damn, this traffic jam I used to think that I was cool Driving around on fossil fuel Then I found what I was doing Was driving down, baby I wasn't drving down the road Just the road to ruin Oh, yes it was