Madison City Parking Ticket Groove Lyrics

Well I'm just sitting with my baby in a cold dark lazy room

My my it's half past nine

Those hazy lazy blues

It's Friday morn the world's to scorn

I sick it baby too

But a cat's a-sleeping on my back and I can't get away from you

I make it up but coffee keeps me tied up in the living room

Can't force myself to look down Mifflin St from here on Broom

Your creaky voice comes creeping through the creaky door

So you can tell me

Max it's dead

Come back to bed

To which I must be true

Until I saw electric light screaming down the one-way

I said hun I got to run lest I be caught in contempt

Of the law of Friday morn that says you got to get up early

Or play by the rules

You goddamn fool

I lost the race to save my face

And sitting in the glinting light

A ticket flapping in the wind

Madison city parking ticket groove

Ain't it hard bein a stranger

Ain't it hard losing your cool

I ain't no bard but let me tell you

I'll make mistakes but I'll make it through

Acquistioner I was but the grifter he wasn't far

"Officer I must confess I did transgress but hardly"

Standing in the sun he simply said

"What can be done"

Slack-jaw I was cause then he vanished into nothing

Oh grievances

You gave it up for them

You meticulously provided for me

Oh grievances

You gave it up for them

You meticulously abided by me

Now play by the rules

You goddamn fool

Now play by the rules

You goddamn fool

Play by the rules

You goddamn fool

Play by the rules

You goddamn fool

Play by the rules, play by the rules

Ain't it hard being a stranger

Ain't it hard losing your cool

I ain't no bard but let me tell you

I'll make mistakes but I'll make it through

I'll make it through

I'll make it through

Yes 'Ill make it through