Parking Life
On the road, a hungover haze Grasping air to escape the maze Tim H. - Rough start Submit or rock hard One bass, one drum, one car This is it, Parking Life Enjoy those times until we’re dead and gone Every night for a hundred or one Playing rock, what did you think? Tour bus, hookers, free cocaine? Five stars hotels and airports? Tonight we play on your kitchen floor
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026
Down as fuck, no one left One more try To get my shit back with the rest I brush my teeth and then I cut myself Buttoned that shirt like I don’t need to breath Resumes printed, Garamond size 12 I got the memo, I’ll waste my life to pretend First day in, want to get out I don’t give one fuck about The employee of the month I poured you drinks, I moved your couch I packed your box, I took your fucking notes I taught your kids, gave orgasms to your wife I even drove your fat ass on my bike
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026
Run to the bus, Fall, break my back still miss it Next one in 45 minutes, FUCK Got to wait, roll a joint Wind blows it in the snow Phone rings, my date has STD, FUCK I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026
Cigarette, punching in Muzzled tight with the hound Coffee break, can’t escape Running free in my mind Cut your ties Bite your master Break your leash Like a bad Labrador Shitting in the open space Sniffing the HR’s ass No pizza party, fuck your raise Running free in my mind
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026
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I had one drink or too many That phone is winking at me Alone for one year too many or two They can and so why can’t we? He met me once, he won’t meet me twice It’s a fucking Forex market He likes to chill but just for one night Right swipe blues coming ahead And every time it’s the same Starting with hope then hating myself I feel so different from what is displayed They can so that’s why we can’t? She met me once, she won’t meet me twice It’s a fucking cattle market She likes to chill but just for the vibe Right swipe blues coming ahead Left swipe, he looks like a fucking creep Left swipe, she likes crypto and desserts Left swipe, taking selfies at the gym Right swipe, wearing a Black Sabbath shirt
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026
Money in my pocket, no ID on me Another week gone by And I only think To put that booze in my blood, pump that blood in my brain When no one is around that Labatt is my friend It’s 11pm my depanneur knows my name Girlfriend left As my teeth and my hair Another year gone by And I always crave I drink cause I know, I know cause I drink All the shit you said ends up in the sink That Labatt's my love now that they all left It's 11pm and I do have a date With Ozzy
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026
Maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I should have Maybe I didn't love you Quite as often I could have Little things I should have said and done I never took the time Maybe I didn't hold you All those lonely, lonely times I guess I never told you I'm so happy that you are I made you feel second best I'm sorry I was blind You were always on my mind Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied I know that I never told you I'm so happy that you are Please tell me that I am not the selfish fuck I think I am about Parking Life: A Midlife Nightmare Escape
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026