Freeds - Tickets

Lyrics

Slapped in the face once again, all this grinding for nothing
Left all the cake no icing
Fly kick right to my stomach
I should have seen it coming
Slapped in the face once again
I just get parking tickets, but where's my ticket out of here?

Hey there inspector I know you just doing your job
But I'm already behind the eight-ball,
I said could you just let it slide,
I was only here for five, and I'm in debt
He shook his head and off he went
C'mon you must know what it's like,
To be taken for a ride, I may be broke but I'm bona fide,
Another road block in my mind,
Too many dollar signs, will it ever be fine
I need a break cause I'm spent on this race that don't end

Slapped in the face once again, all this grinding for nothing
Left all the cake no icing
Fly kick right to my stomach
I should have seen it coming
Slapped in the face once again
I just get parking tickets, but where's my ticket out of here?

Hey there I bet ya one day I'll have some wealth accrued,
Till then, I got some letters and they're all bad news
What a waste of paper, well, I shouldn't talk cause I'm good at wasting mine,
But perhaps there's a silver line,
A simple time without one payment declined,
Have you seen a little spot I can recline,
Never comfy when money is time, well
Worry-free that's a lottery,

Why'd you have to go and bother me why

Slapped in the face once again, all this grinding for nothing
Left all the cake no icing
Fly kick right to my stomach
I should have seen it coming
Slapped in the face once again
I just get parking tickets, but where's my ticket out of here?