Sitting in my car on the freeway
Five p.m.
Congested knots of traffic
Poison spouting metal phlegm
And freedom looks so far away
And the sky so very blue does say:
.....Climb out...Climb out.....
Sitting in my car on the freeway
Five p.m.
This life just don't sit right with me
So my life I will condemn
My heart beats fast
My knees are shaking
Palms are sweating
Bladder aching as I
Climb out. Climb out.
Outside of my car on the freeway
Five p.m.
The cars roll past
Their horns they blast
I don't care
I laugh at them
Suddenly I feel like flying
Body breaks and I am dying so I
Climb out Climb out
G.S., 12/22/81