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Ca sĩ: Warren Zevon
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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 C.H.P.
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 5:00PM 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 R.T.D.
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