Pittsburgh Left

I've been sitting at this red light
For forty-seven days
I even turned my blinker on but
These fucks are in my way
I know to pick and choose my battles
And when to take a stand
I know you got the right-of-way
But now I'm in command

I've been standing in line at the bank and my
Patience is wearing thin
The queue it stretches for miles and miles
It gets under my skin
The dude up front is chatting with the teller
Like they're old fucking friends
It really makes you start to wonder if
This waiting ever ends

I've been sitting at this red light
For forty-seven days



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Theakston
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