It’s 5:00 P.M. on a weekday, friend There’s one of me and two million of them The whistle blows and the factories close There’s a million more commuters on the access roads The brake lights flash–there’s an RV crashed I’m in the passing lane going nowhere fast The traffic crawls and the engine stalls I’m stuck on the edge of the urban sprawl
Gridlock Up ahead There’s a line of cars as far as I can see Gridlock Goin’ nowhere Roll down the window, let me scream
Oh yeah, ain’t it a shame We’re all jammed up at the interchange The paramedics and the CHP Wait impatiently for catastrophes I’m spending half my days like this I might as well be working on the midnight shift The radio’s tuned to the traffic news And everybody’s choking on monoxide fumes
Gridlock Up ahead There’s a line of cars as far as I can see Gridlock Goin’ nowhere Roll down the window, let me scream I can close my eyes and dream I can close my eyes and dream I can close my eyes and dream
It’s 5:00 PM on a weekday, friend I’m going home but I don’t know when I hate this traffic and I hate this town Gotta honk my horn, try to get around I feel like going on a killing spree Tomorrow I’m going on the RTD The traffic crawls and the engine stalls I’m stuck on the edge of the urban sprawl
Gridlock Up ahead There’s a line of cars as far as I can see Gridlock Goin’ nowhere Roll down the window, let me scream I can close my eyes and dream