Parking Lots from faulty landscape by Ermine Coat
Tracklist
| 3. | Parking Lots | 2:22 |
Lyrics
Parking Lots
We were snorting dexies with a Myki off the washing machine, feeling suddenly connected to our talents. The only song we knew by Biz Markie played (the kitchen: ‘like a peloton in Paris’). Suddenly, I saw my life was still up to me; I was chopping up some carrots. & I just want to talk about it with Patrick, and Marnie, and Alice.
We were drinking Carlton Draughts & hoping for a breeze, before we started calling it a habit. “You can Tinder, you can Grindr, but you’ll never ever find ‘em,” you were saying as you started losing balance. You made me feel like my whole life was still up to me (there are so many bloody spiders in this garret). & I just want to talk about it with Patrick, and Marnie, and Alice.
We were trying to keep a leash on all the thoughts in our brains, patrolling the perimeter for malice. (I don’t know why we go to parties just to hang out in the corner - we could do this in the parking lot at Maccas.) And in the drive-through I saw my whole life was still up to me; this was was my franchise to manage. & I just want to talk about it with Patrick, and Marnie, and Alice.
