Search results for 'Urban Traffic Management'

a ship that is iron and plastic
Wheels at the bottom, stuck in the traffic
Pedal to the metal when I sail on the highway
The ocean is asphalt, it's

is wasted
Take me back to month 02
Wanna feel something again
Wastin' time and management
Wanna feel like a new kid
Make me feel something again

inlaws
In town on the weekends

We are just urban creatures
We don't like what we don't like
We stay home or we go out
We take the bus or we ride a bike

Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives

Gridlock

Warren Zevon

Transverse City

1989

going on the R.T.D.
The traffic crawls, and the engine stalls
I'm stuck on the edge of the urban sprawl

Gridlock
Up ahead
There's a line of cars

It's an urban campfire
Up ‘til late at night
There ain't too many stars in here
Too many apartment lights
cin't much silence either
Just traffic

Daddy Won't Sell the Farm

Montgomery Gentry

Tattoos & Scars

1999

When his tractor backs up traffic, the reception ain't too warm
The city's growing around him, but Daddy won't sell the farm

You can't roll a rock,

Late night gari niye chele jaye tene
Rasta-ghat signal traffic aain mene
Loud noise big toys shob jaye jene
Catch me up if you want ami achi fast

Traffic's hum, a constant melody,
In the city's heartbeat, a shared energy.

Urban pulse, a rhythm so profound,
In the city's embrace, dreams are found.

Lost in the city, searching for something 
High-rise buildings reach for the stars

In this urban maze, we will find our way
Where the music lead us

Hold Tight

Ratt

Collage

1997

squeeze traffic lust
It's paradise its lucky dust
Never bitter or out of luck
Double or nothin's hard enough
Where urban voices speak in tongues
Hold

Urban Solitude

Anouk

Urban Solitude

1999

I've got a bug in my head 
And a jumping heart 
No time to spare 
Turn left turn right step on it 
Stopped by the traffic light 

And all that

traffic like I'm doin' magic
Pushin' through the lanes with that horsepower roar
Dodge on the emblem let the haters adore
Swervin' through the streets like

There's a blue sky above us
cir guitar strumming 
Right across your pretty knees

Your smile is stopping traffic 
Something about a classic 
Who

CAN SEE THE REALITY 
IF I LOOK IN YOUR EYES...
URBAN ATMOSPHERE 
A TRAFFIC OF EMOTIONS 
AS IN A CAGE I FEEL MY BRAIN AND ACTIONS
AND IN YOUR EYES.

the days
They´ve got something to say..

They´re spent in so many ways
All these Days
They pass like traffic along an urban highway
Days
Don´t spend them in

urban ballet  
With every sight and every sound  
We're painting stories on this sacred ground

**Pre-Chorus:**
The rhythm of the traffic fills the air

with two steps to three steps
Guess it's kinda Euro when you're in the traffic, you gotta handle
And everything you can't handle, you gotta manage 
I had

vision, my bitch, and my assets
Went celibate while fixing my habits
Tell Management we need to get back in traffic
Pop style 4900 still splashing
Shine

hard to be landing it
Been with the gang I can't abandon it
Been dropping shit with no management
Every project bitches panicking
Leave him stiff just

not the
Same for urban adolescents
Cause every block is filled with rocks
And shots from Mac 11s
In heaven I wonder if there's gonna
Be a place for me

the negative interrogative. Pleasure in the 
Time thats lent, good management for time well spent,
Fuck up? Back on that road, that's it,
Only most I know.

NA CHECK KRU D.M MAI JO LINKS,
PROPELLER SA DIA PUSH AB LAGU MEAN,
FUCK TACTICS HAI JO HAI MAN WAHI SCENE,
UM (URBAN MONKEY) SE LE TOPI KARE CAP HOMIE,

Finessin', had to overtax ya
Dress classic, but I'm totin' ratchets
No license, still dippin' through traffic
Ride with my youngins
At the red light, green