SINGER: James Taylor

SONG:Traffic Jam

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 supper'll be cold,
damn this traffic jam.
Well i left my job
about 5 o'clock,
it took fifteen minutes
to go three blocks,
just in time
to stand in line
with a freeway looking
like a parking lot.
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 supper'll be cold,
damn this traffic jam.
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,
about to have
a heart attack, i said,
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 supper'll be cold,
damn this traffic jam.
Now when i die
i don't want no coffin,
i thought about it
all too often.
just strap me in
behind the wheel
and bury me with
my automobile.
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 supper'll be cold,
damn this traffic jam.
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.