[Battlefield/ExpresswayMedley.mp3]
EXPRESSWAY
Every time
I drive into the silver city
I must take a different road
It's always under construction
To handle the overload
The traffic jams are terrible
It's faster in walking shoes
Take me back to the dark ages
Before you blow a fuse
As we drive
The Expressway
Of Regression
If you'll pardon
The Expression
By the way
The country
That runs on oil
Is surely bound
To slip someday
Mustangs
Cougars and Thunderbirds
Are all the current rage
See them driving back and forth
Like animals in a cage
When jogging
Through the streets of smog
Better catch your breath with care
There will be no second wind
When you've exhausted all the air
© 1973 Stefan des Lauriers