Driving on the road to so called happiness
Trying to stay off the shoulder of tears
Doing our best not to give lifts
To others who's welfare we hardly care

9 to 5 we most often drive
Down a one way street
With the only signal that we use
Is the one that blinks, it's all about me

Then it's off to Church on Sunday
To smile at those we weekly pass by
Shredding Jesus into pieces
Keeping the parts out that we like

We think we know the best roads
To take to where we're going
In road rage mistrust we scream and we cuss
By passing all the signs of love

Stuck in this daily traffic jam
By impatience and bad habits
We see something better in another lane
But we're too far off to grab it

Then it's back to Church on Sunday
Trying to ease the pain of the coming Monday
Again shredding Jesus into pieces
In search of happiness along the way