[Verse 1]

Tonight, they're closing up the world

And sweepin' smoke from cigarettes

And what is that? Funky multi-national Anthem

Rocking from a thousand King Kong cassette decks

Then a shy boy from Missouri, boots blown off in a '60s war

Riding aluminum crutches, now he knows the welfare kindness

Agent Orange colour blindness

As we works from door to door

The violence in the carpets

The error of his wife (In a car jam)

Drives the slum-bum dweller

To grind his hunting knife (In a car jam)

In homesteads of cigar box

The radios hive like bees (In a car jam)

The body in the ice box

Has no date for freeze (In a car jam)

[Chorus]

In a car jam

[Verse 2]

Selling is what selling sells

But only saints on the seven avenues

Can sell the seven hells

Fanning out the drug-afflicted leperising zone

Once inside the executive

He never leaves his home

Now, gorillas drag their victims

Hyenas try to sue (In a car jam)

Snakes find grass in concrete

There is no city zoo (In a car jam)

By ventilation units, the towers meet the streets (In a car jam)

The ragged stand in bags soaking heat up through their feet (In a car jam)

This was the only kindness

It was accidental, too

[Chorus]

In a car jam

In a car jam

[Bridge]

Now shaking single-engined planes are trafficking stereos from Cuba

Buzzed the holy zealot mass and drowned out Missa Luba

They drowned out Missa Luba

They drowned out Missa Luba

They drowned out Missa Luba

I thought I saw Lauren Bacall

I thought I saw Lauren Bacall (In a car jam)

I swear

Hey fellas, Hey fellas

Lauren Bacall (In a car jam)

In a car jam

Yeah, I don't believe it

In a car jam

Ah, yeah, positively, absolutely

[Chorus]

In a car jam

In a car jam

In a car jam

In a car jam

In a car jam

In a car jam

In a car jam