From the recording Panictown
Lyrics
Panictown
If green means go
I guess red means even faster
You won’t slow down
Until you’re in a body cast
Always late
Chasing right on-time
Don’t like your place
Why don’t you take mine
Don’t block the road
I need to get on past ya
I need to make my move
And take off like a rocket blaster
Your license plate
Makes no sense to me
Go back to two wheels
Or start again on three
But that was long ago
I’m so far away
There’s no escape you know
From negativity
Drop into low gear
Turn up your favorite sounds
Don’t take the bait
We’re all late here in panictown
Street control
Shining down on me
I’ve got to pay my toll
Set my spirit free
But gridlock has me back
To second class man
Now I’m standing on the side of the road
Kicking a gas can