Traffic On the Highways
Traffic on the highways
Traffic on the sea;
Traffic on the airways
What a sorry scene
Madness over dust and dross
Crazy clamour for bubbles
And zeal for the zenith of loss
All these will end in tumbling troubles
Many chicks want to fly
And servants want the royal scepter
All in just a twinkle of an eye;
What a deadly desire.
Traffic on the highways
Madness over dust and dross
But at the end of our days
All will end a lasting loss.
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