Angels of the Freeway by Clare Means Lyrics

In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take

My only friend is this red car
She's promised to take me real far
But her motor would hum without me
She don't care who sits in her seat
Taillights blur before me

A chopper whirs above me
Somewhere below some crime creeps
I sit alone in my bucket seat

In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take

In the city of pumped and swollen breasts
In the city of poised cigarettes
The sun will rise in the muddy sky
The dirty air clouds my eyes
In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take

Through the canyons the traffic turns
I'm one of many this city has spurned
Through the canyons the traffic turns
I'm one of many this city has spurned

In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take

In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take