carriage to rest our feet
To the train and city train
T with an engine on wheels
A limousine, hot -rod, steel, and man
Or maybe just an old sedan
We're headed for the great big
With all these red lights,
green lights, yellow lights
We're headed for the big, big,
With all the boots and the
tubes and the driving blues
Mechanical man on a natural pace
To the family car on the highway to
There's a car for every need
With the shape, the color and speed
It's the 20th century's technical toy
Full of buttons and mouse,
But the moment's going out
I wonder where it's gonna stop
A little zing hop, a little zing bang
It's gonna go way out of hand
big worldwide traffic jam
green lights, yellow lights
We're heading for the great, big,
With all the hoots and the
toots and the traffic booms
Mechanical man or the natural pace
For the world's getting smaller and the
sun's getting shorter every day
We're heading for the big, big,
We're heading for the big, big,
We're heading for the big, big, worldwide traffic jam