It was like
I had this really little car
And the big cars were mad
Slinking lane to lane
Trying to just stay
Out of the way
Big horns
Little guy
Had to stay way off to the side
Or maybe I could die
Pay my toll
Like the big cars
If they weren’t looking
I’d crawl right up their
Banana pipe
Lines up at the red light
Wait wait, for gods sake
Ever green, ever gonna be green
Light em up
For the green
Like beetles in Vaseline
Cornered blinded
Twisty and they wind up
Left out run down
Tied up
At the impound
Signal path
Turn
Signal
Beep down
Shift brake
Trunk and wipers
Trunk and wipers
Trunk and wipers