Traffic

Songwriter: Steve Winwood Jim Capaldi

Producer: Steve Winwood

You rise upon a black day, coming from a mile away
And every time I hear you say, that I don't have to be this way
You sneak upon a mean moon, that casts it's shadow too soon
When the spell is in tune, your shadow slips away

Good man gets the good wife, while bad boy's cleaning up his knife
And all I got is trouble and strife to help me on my way
You're running round to nowhere, someone said it might be there
But I'm telling you beware, the hand that fights you'll feed

Investigating downtown, Sergeant Gruesome got shot down
National Guard came all around, but couldn't find his knees
Mickey Mouse was all put out, Donald Duck began to shout
Rumors that were put about, said they would get theirs next
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British psychedelic pop/rock band Traffic found success in both the UK and the US, captivating listeners with a broad array of genre-bending instrumentation.

Traffic was formed in 1967 when Steve Winwood parted ways with the Spencer Davis Group to join drummer Jim Capaldi, guitarist Dave Mason, and woodwind and keys player Chris Wood in their exploration of psychedelia and the tougher variations of late-sixties rock.

Traffic performing live at Woodstock in 1994

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