[Stephen Dame]

From what I've heard and read, it was written or at least inspired as Gord and his wife made their way into Ottawa for the funeral of his mother-in-law, her mother. (Perhaps grandmother?) There is a large funeral home on Hazaldean road out in Kanata, and according to the old burning church website, the "Greasy Jungle" is a rain slicked city (Kanata or Ottawa) as seen from the highway in the middle of the night. Picture a soaked city, lights reflecting off the streets...

Evertime I drive the Queensway when it's raining, I'm apt to lok down on the slick, greasy streets of the capital and start singing that song...