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Sailor - Traffic Jam lyrics
From the 18th century's cobblestone streets with the horse and the carriages to rest our feet To the train and city tram came the birth of mechanical man With mechanical man came the automobile Henry Ford's model T with an engine on wheels And a crazy race began with a car for ev'ry man A limousine, Hot Rod, Beetle and Van Or maybe just an old Sedan [Chorus] We're heading for a great big world-wide traffic jam With only red lights, green lights yellow lights to be our guiding hand We're heading for a great big world-wide traffic jam With all the hoods and the toots and the traffic brutes to fill our loving land I wonder whose gonna win this great big race Mechanical man or the natural pace? From the back seat Romeo in lovers lane To the family car on a highway to Spain There's a car for ev'ry need With the shape the colour and speed It's 20th century's technical toy Full of buttons and dials full of comfort and joy But the number's going up I wonder where it's gonna stop A limousine, Hot Rod, Beetle and Van It's going to go way out of hand [Chorus repeat] For the world's getting smaller And the times getting shorter ev'ry day, yeah We're heading for a great big world-wide traffic jam. |
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