Texty: Citizen Fish. Wider Than A Postcard. Traffic Lights.

When the traffic lights turned red
And a car kept going, well, nothing was said
It was quietly understood
That if he could do it, anyone could
I can do that, I can do that, I can do that, yeah!
But the queue remained and we felt the strain
Of being the majority obeying the authority
Of traffic lights turned red - traffic lights turned red

When the traffic lights turn green
And the car in front couldn't start, it seemed
Like he was holding us up to show
We were happy to stop until told to go
Oh no! No! No!
And the queue remained and we felt the strain
Of being the majority needing the authority
Of traffic lights turned green - traffic lights turned green

When the traffic lights broke down
There was a whole lot of cars reaching out of town
We were all too scared to move
Until a man in a uniform told us what to do
And as we drove on by
We wondered why
We hadn't gone the other way
Or gone ahead and said "Hooray!
Gone ahead and said "Hooray!
Gone ahead and said "Hooray!
Gone ahead and said "Hooray!
Gone ahead and said "Hooray!
The traffic lights are broken down!
The traffic lights are broken down!
The traffic lights are broken down!"

"The traffic lights are broken down!"

Beep! Beep!