Speed is time over distance traveled
First past the post
Behind wheels
And to be known as a petrol head
I am going fast, am moving fast
But caution is always a guide
To stop when the red light comes up
Slow at a time on the amber
But in cases, case study
When the lights are off
There is always the traffic cop
To direct my projection
That is how it is suppose to be
For law and order, that is the deal
Yet on this occasion
No show, traffic light and the cop
To be replaced by a drunk
Junkie on the road directing traffic
Begging for change for service rendered
Please Sir, can I have some change please
A recipe for disaster
Clash of the tartans
Metal against metal, topsy-turvy
Two cars on a collision course
And I am caught in the middle
About to become a disaster
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