Simon and Garfunkel on the 405

When you’re in the car
Feeling stalled.
When smog is in your eyes
Turning them to burning balls.

I’ve blocked your lane, oh,
When traffic crawls
And off-ramps can’t be found:
Like a bridge over shut-down freeways
I will tear me down.
Like a bridge over shut-down freeways
I will tear me down.