Hans Olson - The Next Car Lyrics

I pulled up to the red light
I came up to a stop
I'm thinkin' 'bout humanity
We're all livin' by the clock
And we're passin' right in front of me
Goin' left and right

Was westbound, goin' off to work
Eastbound, goin' home
Girl in that Mercedes-Benz
Lookin' so alone
She should leave that man forever
Or go to him tonight

The next car passin' 'fore me
Was a mother and her son
The next car was a lowrider
Cruisin' just for fun
The next car was a family
Dog and seven kids
The next car was black and white
The man in back, handcuffed tight
I wondered what he did

I pull out with the green light
I fed that engine gas
The guy that had that stressful day
Just has to try to pass
We'll meet him at the next light
We're all trapped on the same road

I noticed who's beside me
In this cavalcade of cars
Working guys, in their beat-up trucks
And limos filled with stars
This is the one place we all gather
In the city streets at night

The next car comin' for me
Swervin' back and forth
I think about her head on
That drunkard sailin' North
The next car right in front of me
Is filled with doped up kids
The next car was black and white
The man in back, handcuffed tight
I wondered what he did
The next car
The next car

I pulled up to the red light
Came up to a stop
I'm thinkin' about humanity
We're all livin' by the clock
We all tryin' not to notice
Just how different we all are

There's that macho guy in the black Trans-Am, the old man's new sedan
We drive whatever fits us and not drive a travelin' freeway van
That sexy black-haired vixen, in a tramp's sports car
(Cool)

The next car passin' 'fore me
Was a mother and her son
The next car was a lowrider
Cruisin' just for fun
The next car was a family
Dog and seven kids
The next car was black and white
The man in back, handcuffed tight
Wondered what he did
Well the next car
The next car
The next car