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  • 作词 : Camp
    Why the hell are we waitin' in line?
    A billion cars in front and behind
    We're going the way of the dinosaur
    They'll make petrol out of us next time
    But everything would be alright
    If this coffin
    I'm in was a kite
    I'm heading on home to my
    TV set I'm glad
    Sopranos are on
    Sunday night
    Hey you in the car in front of me
    I got a message for you, could you pass it on to
    The guy sitting in the car in front of you
    Ask him to pass it along too
    If we all drive 25
    We're getting nowhere
    If we all drive 75
    We'll get there faster
    If we all drive 105
    We'll get to heaven on time
    Bumper-to-bumper grumps
    All waiting to get over the hump
    Then we realize what's on the other side
    It's no wonder why we come undone
    But I won't let it get me down
    I'll take a look around
    My windshield is a movie screen
    And everybody's acting like a clown
    And in the endzone we see a couch
    With our T
    V dinner eyes
    And if you see my window rolling down
  • 作词 : Camp
    Why the hell are we waitin' in line?
    A billion cars in front and behind
    We're going the way of the dinosaur
    They'll make petrol out of us next time
    But everything would be alright
    If this coffin
    I'm in was a kite
    I'm heading on home to my
    TV set I'm glad
    Sopranos are on
    Sunday night
    Hey you in the car in front of me
    I got a message for you, could you pass it on to
    The guy sitting in the car in front of you
    Ask him to pass it along too
    If we all drive 25
    We're getting nowhere
    If we all drive 75
    We'll get there faster
    If we all drive 105
    We'll get to heaven on time
    Bumper-to-bumper grumps
    All waiting to get over the hump
    Then we realize what's on the other side
    It's no wonder why we come undone
    But I won't let it get me down
    I'll take a look around
    My windshield is a movie screen
    And everybody's acting like a clown
    And in the endzone we see a couch
    With our T
    V dinner eyes
    And if you see my window rolling down