Clear road,
I'm standin' at the threshold.
I'm waitin' for the word that status is go
from your station.
And still the clock ticks.
Don't wanna be another matchstick man
shufflin' on the eight o'clock train
to my own mechanization.
Give me the green light,
green light, green light.
I'm waitin' for the green light,
green light, green light.
It's a slow path,
I get caught in the brain trap.
I'd break the law of the jungle
just to show you I'm still alive.
And all the hazards,
you know they never matter
'cause you breathe life into me
like water in the desert so dry.
Give me the green light,
green light, green light.
Still waitin' for the green light,
green light, green light.
Seven miles on the superstition highway.
Somewhere in between, I must have lost my way.
Is this safari gonna lead me somewhere
or just to broken circles in the air?
Green light,
green light, green light.
I'm still waitin' for the green light,
green light, green light.