Rush hour
Blasting music
Ears fade in and out
Disco lights and the banjo player

Rushing into walls
Carried by the wind
Blasting my music
Ears fade in and out

Hitting walls
In this crowd
It's me or them
Blasting music

While the African man looks above
Dusting rats claim a prize
Blasting my music
In this crowd

Hit a wall of human traffic
Forgetting humanity
In itself inexistent form

Rush hour sounds
In this car
Or the next.