Traffic Letra

Can't afford to nit pick
Punkapopalyptic
Pouting for the punters
Putting on her lip sticky
Wise cracking assholes widen cracks in your soul
Wide enough to drive a whole
Lorry load of turkeys home
To roost before the roasting traffic jams
And tarmacadam pirates
Soak up all the slack

I can do with out that
I can do without it
I can do with out all this shit
It really is a pain in the ass
I can do without that
I can do without
I can do with out all this
It really is a pain in the ass

Sickened for the man
Minced up in the gristle grinder
Splinters in your pasty
And an advert for a panty liner
Segue to the sarky DJ chat
Riding on the fortunes of some other bodies back
Sorry for myself
Mining for some inspiration
Sucked into the engine
Purring plunging
Carbon poisons puking carcinogenic crap

I can do with out that
I can do without it
I can do with out all this shit
It really is a pain in the ass
I can do without that
I can do without
I can do with out all this
It really is a pain in the ass

Depth charge heart attack
Jack knife head on crash
Pop star lipstick
Metal feathers turkey giblets
Blocking every pass
Our trusty DJ laughs
This one's for you
If you're if you're fouled up in the tail back

I can do with out that
I can do with out that
I can do with out that
I can do with out that
I can do with out that

Macho muck savages exposing their back passages
I can do with out
Free basing freemasons flexing moral muscle

I can do with out