Prisons On The Road - John Mayall, Eric Clapton, Mick Taylor

Every street is choking

Looks like too much traffic on the road

No fun in driving

You wait in line forever just to go

Heavy roar of engines

Sitting in your prisons on the road

Everybody’s rushing

Is it so important to be so

Where’s it going to lead to

If all the rushing leads to moving slow

Heavy roar of engines

Sitting in your prisons on the road

Poison from your engine

Merges with the air we’ve got to breathe

Look at that congestion

Don’t it make you want to pack and leave

Thoughts you’ve been having

Sitting in your prisons on the road