Вершы: Naked Raygun. All Rise. Mr.Gridlock.

He took a bleeding heart liberal
To lunch today
Not much in common
At lunch today

The big top rolled up
And over the hill yeah
Mr. Gridlock
On Hill 49 in a pillbox
Slow shock, huh

Tying up traffic at every turn
Grid lock to the max, Jack
In the pillbox, in the pillbox