MILLER:
What have I set in motion here?
This morning, there was a traffic jam
Extending four miles from Bee Doyle's farm
With not one of the thousands of automobiles moving
From Kansas City to New York City
People have closed their newspapers and traveled here
On horseback, by buggy, by bicycle, on foot
Some have come to offer help
While others are here, it seems
To watch, to—socialize
Or to hawk their wares
Small concessions and commisaries
Seem to sprout up hourly on the hillside
(instrumental)
(FLOYD vocalizing)