Angry at cars, let’s send them to Mars
they take up way–far–too–much–room
In those parking spaces, we could grow food by the cases
just imagine the whole city in bloom
Angry at cars, put them all behind bars
they kill 30,000 Americans each year
That’s seven thousand plus seven September Elevens
thirty thousand, and each one so dear
Angry at cars, for the deep secret scars
they inflict on the one planet we’ve got
We trash the water and land, that we so vehemently defend
is this why our young people fought?
Angry at cars – neighbors are distant stars
incapable of making friends on the road
So much of our time, alone waiting in line
just growing lonesome and growing old
Angry at cars – more! For keeping us poor
$8,000 a-year-per-car is the cost
Imagine the good we could do our neighborhood
if we didn’t spend so much on exhaust
Angry at cars, for all of the wars
we fight just to keep them all fed
Think of the trillions we’ve spent bombing civilians
the next time your gas gauge’s red
Yeah me angry at tar
stuck to the wheel of my 4 wheeled belly boat spar
didn’t mean to go so far
but it did
Hope is pulling it out
with a two wheeled black-top boat scoop
not sure if I’ll make it
so deep in that goop
but maybe some strong riding friends
help me pull out ALL of those ends
and this group, I will soup, as the rainbow cloud bends