Lost in Traffic by Girard
Lost in Traffic
Verse 1: (I’m stuck in this mess, )and my patience is thin,
The light’s turning red, and I’m caught in the din,
The car in front of me’s crawling like a snail,
And the (radio’s playing )that same old tale.
Pre-Chorus: Horns are blaring, tempers flare,
Every minute’s a test, no one seems to care,
I’m inching forward, but it’s all in vain,
In this (concrete jungle,) it’s driving me insane.
Chorus: Lost in traffic, stuck in a jam,
Wishing I could hit the gas and slam,
Sitting in the same spot,( what a crazy scene,)
I’m living in a dream where the road’s a screen.
Lost in traffic, time’s moving slow,
Wondering where all the other cars go,
In this gridlock, (I’m counting the cracks,)
Oh, the joys of city life, and my aching back.
Verse 2: The guy next to me’s checking his phone,
And the lady up front’s got a dog that’s grown,
The truck behind me’s( blaring its horn,)
And the carpool lane’s got me feeling forlorn.
Pre-Chorus: People weaving, brake lights gleam,
This traffic’s a never-ending, crazy dream,
My coffee’s gone cold, and my patience is thin,
Just when will this nightmare finally end?
Chorus: Lost in traffic, stuck in a jam,
Wishing I could hit the gas and slam,
Sitting in the same spot, what a crazy scene,
I’m living in a dream where the road’s a screen.
Lost in traffic, time’s moving slow,
Wondering where all the other cars go,
In this gridlock, I’m counting the cracks,
Oh, the joys of city life, and my aching back.
Bridge: Oh, the lane changes and the endless delays,
The exhaust fumes dancing in a (smoky haze,)
Every honk and every frown,
Just another day in this traffic town.
Chorus: Lost in traffic, (stuck in a jam,)
Wishing I could hit the gas and slam,
Sitting in the same spot, what a crazy scene,
I’m living in a dream where the road’s a screen.
Lost in traffic, (time’s moving slow,)
Wondering where all the other cars go,
In this gridlock, I’m counting the cracks,
Oh, the joys of city life, and my aching back.
Outro: I’m lost in traffic, but it’s all part of the game,
In this urban jungle, (we’re all the same,)
Just another day, another tale to tell,
In the land of red lights and honks, we dwell.