red, yellow, green

A song about a bicyclist. red, yellow, green red, yellow, green lights I have seen I've got the red hand wait for the green man suabarus slowing I am going some cars hate people we kill them with kindness they kill us with bumpers one day a car hit taking me under it i saw the tail pipe bending bike sideways bicycle sidewalks, i know you don't like that but cars going over and closer knocking me into grates honking and swerving assholes are driving flip-off the pickup it's suddenly slowing brake-lights are glowing stopped in the street rednecks with guns fingers curve metal pulling on rubber I'm stopped he's stopped no traffic, no one no one is moving he's turning around onto the concrete legs against pedals frames are shifting gears are clunking and catching intersection approaching the sounds of engines you've got the green man I've got the red hand