Understanding Traffic

Understanding Traffic - Troubled Hubble

I'm light and I'm heavy

I'm here when you're ready

Mentality's changed but I stay the same

Not a bike not a worm

I'm a car I'm a germ

On the highway highway

When your fist hits the wheel

To drive us to feel

And the animals think we've got it all wrong

Oh the way that you shine

And spend all of your time on the highway

Forward reverse

This highway is cursed

'Til a hand is offered by a nice man

Who floats down in his traffic copter

And he flies you away like some famous pigeon

And you're glad that he did so you change your religion

And swing right into me the moment you wait

Well that's the price you pay

For sleeping on your break

I'm light and I'm heavy

I'm here when you're ready

Mentality's changed but I stay the same

Not a bike not a worm

I'm a car I'm a germ

On the highway

When your fist hits the wheel

To drive us to feel

And the animals feel I got it's my mine

Oh the way that you shine

And spend all of your time on the highway