A Thousand Miles An Hour

A thousand miles an hour This fete a break through I scan the speedometer, inset odometer Stuck in the traffic Jam a thousand, without a move I wonder! Fellow citizen passes on wheel chair A thousand far cry shy Overtaking treacherously Counting his steps is staccato He stops and wonders, boss Sorry, he muses, poor boy, he mutters The Jam’s got to take another thousand And I stare at the speedometer A thousand miles an hour The break through.