the rat race

oh it is a rat race –we get in our cars every day and we drive an hour to work –we go through tunnels, we pay tolls, we listen to the same radio shows, we want to bash our hands through the steering wheel when traffic bogs down–we scream f this and f that at the traffic and the cars–we flick people off –we get home after dark and leave in the morning when it is dark -we warm up our cars for 20 minutes before we get in –scrambling to the car to turn it on, then scrambling back to our cave–though the solace is in the drive –then we wake up and arrive at work–same people, same work, SOSDD –we can’t get off this treadmill –got to keep the money coming in…oh what a rat race–it is all we know