There's a long line of cars
And they're trying to get through
There's no single explanation
There's no central destination
But this long line of cars
Is trying to get through
And this long line of cars
Is all because of you
You don't wonder where we're going
Or remember where we've been
We've got to keep this traffic
Flowing and accept a little spin
So this long line of cars
Will never have an end
And this long line of cars
Keeps coming around the bend
From the streets of sacramento
To the freeways of L.A.
We've got to keep this fire burning
And accept a little gray
So this long line of cars
Is trying to break free
And this long line of cars
Is all because of me
This long line of cars
Long line of cars
Long line of cars
Long line of cars
And they're trying to get through
There's no single explanation
There's no central destination
But this long line of cars
Is trying to get through
And this long line of cars
Is all because of you
You don't wonder where we're going
Or remember where we've been
We've got to keep this traffic
Flowing and accept a little spin
So this long line of cars
Will never have an end
And this long line of cars
Keeps coming around the bend
From the streets of sacramento
To the freeways of L.A.
We've got to keep this fire burning
And accept a little gray
So this long line of cars
Is trying to break free
And this long line of cars
Is all because of me
This long line of cars
Long line of cars
Long line of cars
Long line of cars
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i think is a treatise on the malformation of society: the "long line of cars" referes to autonominous drivers. ... There's no single explanation There's no central destination ... certainly sounds like the distributed chaos of a hundres drivers all looking out for them selfs. ... we don't wonder where we're going Or remember where we've been ... ever watched ants swarming? ever watched a traffic jam? ever wonder what millions of independant thoughpatters colliding look like?
the lines: ... We've got to keep this traffic Flowing and accept a little sin ... and ... We've got to keep this fire burning and accept a little gray ... seems to represent a society that has sacrificed happiness and individuality for continuity.