Traffic Jam - James Taylor

Damn this traffic jam

How I hate to be late

It hurts my motor to go so slow

Damn this traffic jam

Time I get home my supperll be cold

Damn this traffic jam

Well I left my job about 5 oclock

It took fifteen minutes go three blocks

Just in time to stand in line

With a freeway looking like a parking lot

Now I almost had a heart attack

Looking in my rear view mirror

I saw myself the next car back

Looking in the rear view mirror

bout to have a heart attack

I said

Now when I die I dont want no coffin

I thought about it all too often

Just strap me in behind the wheel

And bury me with my automobile

Damn…

Now I used to think that I was cool

Running around on fossil fuel

Until I saw what I was doing

Was driving down the road to ruin