Lyrics

You were confused and irate
Running late, that’s what you hate
Therapist you see
25th and M street
There you stopped to find a space
That’s a big upsell
Hey, what the hell
That’s pricey parking what else is new
Parking gouging you

Cement pillars there
Smashing things everywhere
Because you're parking
Parking, parking, parking


After Roy Orbison - This one is good for every. damn. day.