A day like any other on congested city streets
No clouds no rain just road rage caged in unseen fervid heat
We should be driving free chasing dreams not wedged in line
Yet here we idle trapped in steel burning gas and time
Darting in and out of traffic trying to beat the lights
Ignoring posted speed limits with no concern for life
Horns scream a bitter symphony protesting reckless ways
This madness and insanity transpires day by day
Hurry up and go nowhere the California creed
I’m so important move aside I’ve got somewhere to be
Now up the ramp where freedom reins an endless sea of black
Steel coffins on four wheels sail by their shadows fading fast
Transitioning from I-5 south to 405 we merge
City lights ahead that beckon our journey’s final surge
A ballet of the blind and bold horns wail a savage tune
Tailgaters’ breathing down your neck nobody is immune
With traffic either standing still or moving at a crawl
We steal lanes like desperate thieves our finger standing tall
Hurry up and go nowhere the California creed
I’m so important move aside I’ve got somewhere to be
We’re kings of asphalt lords of none our thrones are bucket seats
White knuckles clutching wheels of rage and insanity
Our radio’s preach these words there’s freedom just ahead
Yet every exit’s just a loop back to this road instead
Hurry up and go nowhere the California creed
I’m so important move aside I’ve got somewhere to be
I’m so important move aside
I’ve got somewhere to be

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