The policeman asked me who I’m tryna' be I said I’m not sure what you mean
He asked me where I’m going to at such a break neck speed
I said I’ve been in standstill traffic since nineteen eighty-three
The priest reached out his hand and said a prayer for me I said I’m not sure if the blind can see
He said that Jesus Christ is the only highway that I’ll need
I said I’ve been in standstill traffic since nineteen eighty-three
I fell in love with a girl who’s not married to me Lindsey cried and said that I’d smashed all her dreams
She asked me where I’m going to now that I’ve fucked up everything
I said I’ve been in standstill traffic since nineteen eighty-three
I met god this afternoon
She asked me where I’d been
I said the devil tricked me into buying all his sin
She said what a shame it must be to be deceived
I said I’ve been getting used to it for longer than you’d believe
I’ve been getting used to it for longer than you’d believe
I’ve been getting used to it for longer than you’d believe
I’ve been getting used to feeling this lonely
I thought that punk rock would die on the cross for me But I’ve been looking for salvation since nineteen