Lyrics
Road to Gridlock by Jim Ocean
The cars ahead seem fossilized
We’re hardly moving
I’m hypnotized
Stuck in motion on the tar
In my metal dinosaur
Kept from moving by these hunks of steel
Watch the man go crazy at the wheel
On the slow, slow Road to Gridlock
This used to be a country town
It wasn’t hard to get around
Now there’s a light at every block
We measure inches by the clock
And everybody’s got a fast new car
That doesn’t mean that you can get too far
On the slow, slow Road to Gridlock
Oh, I’ve got a dream of moving down the highway
Oh, I’ve got a dream of moving down the highway
Can you be certain your wheels are still turning around
Nothing is moving I seem to be glued to the ground
Oh, I’ve got a dream of moving down the highway
Oh, I’ve got a dream of moving down the highway
Type A behavior is not in my favor today
Stuck to the street while my heart’s beating madly away
Oh, down the highway…
On the slow, slow road to gridlock
Some chew their fingers
Some strike a pose
Some text their lover
Some pick their nose
Some use a mirror
To comb their hair
It’s such a ritual
You see it everywhere
I feel my mind begin degenerating
Half of my life you’ll find me hibernating
On the slow, slow Road to Gridlock
On the slow, slow Road to Gridlock
Yes, it’s a slow, slow road…
“I’m outta gas…”