When I was young, it seemed that driving was so wonderful,
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the cars on the road, well they’d be driving so happily,
Joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then something happened today to teach me how to be cynical,
whymsical, irresponsible, crackable.
There are times when a driver stops for me,
They hold back ten or thirtee
For such a simple man.
Won’t you please, please tell me why you’ve learned
To me, it sounds absurd
that the needs of one out weighs the herd
won’t you tell me who I am……
—Super Tramp
This article appears in Mar 10-16, 2016.
Nice
“Even In The Quietest Traffic” sung to “Even in The Quietest Moments” by SuperTramp
Even in the quietest traffic
I wish I could drive even faster
And even though my car is comfy
Well I feel the pain — of every slight delay
And even when you show me
My rush is all for naught
Still there’s a shadow of doubt that I might be delayed by a bit.
The vehicle that I pay so much for
Eats a hole within my soul
Oh Lord, why’m I in such a rush
And why’d you sell me this piece of junk?
OP, I literally just heard that tune on the radio–made me feel the same lol
Hahaha! Someone do: Driveway to Heaven, please?
…if there’s a ticket on your car now, don’t be alarmed now/it’s just a cash grab for the city fiends…