This is what I sing to myself while biking to work.
Too much carbon monoxide for me to bear,
Too much carbon monoxide for me to bear,
Where’s the air?
Where’s the air?
Where’s the air?
Where’s the air?
Car after bus after car after truck,
After this my lungs will be so fucked up,
I wish I was in that Mercedes Benz,
Sealed away from my sins,
I’d have the music high, Going 95, Ahhhh…
Too much (Too much),
Too much,
Too much (Too much),
Too much,
Too much (Too much),
Hey…
Too much carbon monoxide for me to bear,
Too much carbon monoxide for me to bear,
Don’t you care?
Don’t you care?
Don’t you care? (don’t you),
Don’t you care?
Car after bus after car after truck,
After this my lungs will be so fucked up,
I wish I wasn’t just a pedestrian breathing all this in,
I look up at that grey sky,
It makes me want to… Ahhhhh…
Too much (Too much),
Too much,
Too much (Too much),
Too much,
Too much (Too much),
Hey…
Too much carbon monoxide for me to bear.