Weekends

by Free Parking!

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needsmorerage So this band rises like a phoenix once again (after painfully long hiatus) to blow minds with another pop-punk opus. I'd gladly spend Christmas Alone, as long as I have this record to scream along with against the silence of the post-college-geek blues. Long live FP! Favorite track: (mouselike).
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released December 4, 2016

FREE PARKING! ALBUM 3 ::: WEEKENDS

This is a long time coming, and the culmination of more than a year of nights and weekends.

starring:
Jesse Nebling - guitars, drums, vocals, other random instrumentation
Brendan Steere - vocals, bass, acoustic guitars
Bogdan Niemoczynski - keyboards and piano

Collectively they are Free Parking!

with special guest stars
Free Hallas and Blake Russell - backup vocals on Christmas Alone.


all lyrics by Brendan Steere, with some notable exceptions:

A Million Ways and Unlimited Blade Works - Steere/Nebling
(no) Light - Jesse Nebling.

produced and mixed by Jesse Nebling

Recorded in Seattle WA, Philadelphia PA, Hollywood CA, Brodheadsville PA.

Additional bass and vocal recording done at the Edgeless Forest in Rancho Palos Verdes, CA.

Mastered at WerleyBird Studios in Effort, PA.


This album would not have been made possible without great magnanimity from our friends in Oblio. Please please PLEASE check out their stuff too over at: oblioband.bandcamp.com
They're great! They like Katawa Shoujo too! :D


There is truly no reason this album from what was originally a 2007 high-school cover band (recorded across the continental USA over a year with inconsistent technology) should even EXIST, much lest be good. Its very presence and consistency of quality is a testament to the hard work and toil of Jesse Nebling, above all others. And this is Brendan writing so I can say this: great job, Jesse. This one's yours buddy.

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Track Name: Germany
((I was beside my))

Self
With a knife, in Brooklyn - friends were gone
Cuz who gives a shit about Free Parking! songs?
I'm ready to end it
And more than just seven beers strong

It was a bender that broke this young man
So I reached out to the nearest young hand
It had an accent - those eyes! -
and it hailed from Deutschland

Can anyone hear me?
Is anyone listening?

Or is it Germany?
Germany

So what if our drums are now made by machine?
And what if we're no longer hip to the scene?
We're just three-to-five guys, like a phoenix we'll rise
And cut a CD for you all to despise

Hey buddy? Fuck you.
It's my life and my movies
My songs

And Germany
Germany

"Mais qu'est-ce que tu fais?"
At the end of the day
Hey, I speak more than English now

Cuz I woke in Brooklyn hungover and bleeding and proud.
Track Name: A Million Ways
K thru 12
I'm under your spell
I yearn for things that at the time I could give a shit about

So when I'm back home
My thoughts tend to roam
To people and places and things that I could obviously live without

But where is my crew?
Hey, are you flying back for Thanksgiving, too?
Maybe we could catch up and go out?

But our houses look the same
So let's go hit the bars tonight!

There is nobody in this place
That wasn't in my high school
Drowning inside their memories
And a lack of shit to do
There's a million ways that you can waste your precious time
If your hometown gets its claws in you, you'll die
And you won't even have to try

So what's a guy supposed to do?!
You know that degree that cost you most of your parents savings?
It never lead to a job -- the economy is shot
Why don't you try to have a wife and some kids and a house with what I've got?

And there's no way to vent
The smarter kids, they packed up and went
Moved out of the motherfucking state

But yeah there are good things:
Two-for-ones and wings
And just cuz she's pregnant,
It doesn't mean she isn't down for

Drinking on the lawn
And lighting up the town tonight!

There is nobody in this place
That wasn't in my high school
Fortified by their deepest fears
And a pint of micro-brew
There's a million ways that you can waste your precious time
If your hometown gets its claws in you, you'll die

And you won't even have to try
Track Name: Delores
Oh, Delores: can't you feel me suffer?
I can see myself inside of your gaze
My fingers turn to cinders whenever
You look my way

On the poolside, we met on your verdana
A painted angel who had fallen from grace
Later in the evening you enchant me
Below the waist

And I can feel your presence in a million ways
Your breath upon my neck will drive me into a craze
Must I deal with torment till the end of my days?
I'm lost inside the forest
Trapped in a dolorous
Haze

Lo-lee-lo-li-ta, breathe and take me higher
A single syllable will set me ablaze
Sit upon my lap so I can feel your warmth kiss my face
Whoa! It's getting harder and harder

Because my heart is pounding and it will not abate
I tried to stay platonic but I just can't wait
I swear that I will love you in a million ways
Beautiful and lawless
Become my Delores
Haze
Track Name: The Quiet
Well, I don't have much to say
I hope that is okay
Cuz it's hard to articulate
When there's a riot sounding off inside my brain

When it's cold I shoot people to save face
Cuz I know I am good at inflicting pain

But spend one day inside my head
And lesser men would end up dead
They'd call out for their moms and deities
And say "Could you keep it quiet for today?"

It never really goes away
When a car backfires I'm in another place

Shaking hands, mugs of coffee, rainy days
Afghanistan, tiny pieces, broken plate

They'll spend one day inside my head
And probably they'll end up dead
They'll call out for their dog and clarity
And they'll say "Could you keep it quiet for today?"

One in five
I got this medal/mettle/metal and I didn't even try

Well I don't have much to say
You wouldn't get it anyway

Oh, unless you spend one day inside my head
And I bet that you'll end up dead
You'll call out for your wife and family
And say "C-c-could you keep it quiet for today?"
Track Name: You Are The Weekends
With a gunshot I escape from Friday
The nights are shortest in the summer
To the dismay of everyone

And I'll put on the clothes I bought last Sunday
Someone's playing downtown
And the bachelors will all be there
Where no one knows my name

And if you wanna fight
I'll be here every night
And even motherfucking Williamsburg is lit up like
The Bay of Pigs tonight
So try me, hide me, buy me
Another shot tonight

Well, C. Marie you know you are the weekends
But when I'm out with Steve and Ian Hoban
Holding I am hoping for a

Warm bar seat and a friendly Australian
I'm nobody at work, but when there's a Guinness in my hand
Don't you know I'm gonna fight?

And I can see it in your eyes
That you probably have a family and wife
And in another life
We could share a cab and you could spend the night

It's what I'd expect from you
I'd expect nothing less from you
Track Name: (no) Light
In the porch light
I wondered is this place where I'm meant to be
Nothing better than staring
Oh they can hear, but what's that without thought?
Oh they can hear, but what's that without thought?

The light shone from the TV screen
He said "You're just an average kid"
But I knew the light was more than that

And I thought "When did you prove to me
That ambition isn't worth it?"
Just wait and see

The metal shield gave me ambition
And its shell gave the light a new name
The hatred and sorrow and pressure lost its weight

As the light released and he just looked up at my face
I knew there was nothing left to say - it's over and done with
The fight it was won with

Nothing left but a soul, some sparks and smoke
And no regrets left in me

The light shone from the TV screen
He said "You're just an average kid"
But I knew the light was more than that

And I thought "When did you prove to me
That ambition isn't worth it?"
Just wait and see
Track Name: Girlfriend's Friends
How do you make friends when you're out of college
When empty rooms are now your status quo?
You can smash and grab like DB Cooper
DB Cooper, Jimmy, Al Capone

And you can watch old movies on your Xbox
And you can text your parents when they're home
But I don't want my girlfriend's friends to call my phone
I think I'll die alone

You can drink Sapporo till you're shitfaced
You can drunk-text exes on and on
Don't worry guys, I'm sure it's just a rough patch
A rough patch that might last until I'm gone

And I can watch Jeff Winger on my TV
(yes you've tried it)
And I've applied to jobs, yes, every one
(no one's hiring)
But I don't want my girlfriend's friends to call my phone
I think I'll die alone

And you can go and wander down on Sunset
None of it will help you find a home
But I don't want my girlfriend's friends to call my phone
I think I'll die alone

I think I'll die alone.
Track Name: Unlimited Blade Works
City lights all look the same
From an airplane or the street
And our voices rise and rise

What's one man mean to you? He falls between the gears
He dies! He dies
I'll hold on to my soul, beneath the neon glow
Of every concrete ziggurat and flashing street sign

Oh! It feels like it's a crime!
I shouldn't be alive
And I'll climb into the arms of your unlimited blade works
Knowing they're a lie
And I will keep that hold - near anywhere I go
On any metro line

With every door that opens I get more and more lost
Within the congregation tours of my mind
And then I look to you - nothing else matters
Finally gain composure
Next stop is ours

But two hearts, they can beat
Oh they can beat much faster
In these dead city streets
From Battery to Astor
If you can, hold 'em clean
For now and ever after
Ascend here with me into the sky

With every cloud that passes, "What's the point?"
I think I'm losing my mind
And then you look to me - with those eyes
Let's keep looking forward
This life is ours!

Listen close, just to me
I swear I'll be your savior
With our young energy
My handgun and your saber
We can conquer the streets
A monarchy to last
Until these bridges burn we'll rise and rise

What am I supposed to do when I feel so small inside?
I'll hold on to my heart, beside graffiti art
When I move from Grammercy to fuckin' Bedstuy

Oh! It feels like such a crime!
I shouldn't be alive
And I will climb into the arms of your unlimited blade works
Knowing they're a lie
And I will keep that hold - near anywhere I go
On any metro line

So I can free my soul - near anywhere I go
On any metro line
Track Name: I Can Be Mean 2
Another slap to my face means it's Tuesday again
I'll sleep upon the couch and wait for you to bend
Lie awake and wait for an answer
Your old man is faking his cancer
But when we're in the dark, I still feel you move

I've got a twenty in my pocket
Let's go to Trader Joe's
And spend it all on Stella Artois
Slavoj Žižek is my idol
Don't you know that I
I can be mean, too?

Where is the girl who was my friend?
Compassion's not just a film you rent
Out on the town and people are staring
Maybe we are really just past caring
But when I think of the future I still see you

But those forbidden mornings
When you would be my wife
And just the sound of your laughter
Would set my world alight

Oh I've tried, oh I've tried
To get you smiling again
Track Name: Song for Imogen
When we're older there's nowhere to hide
Our bodies have grown up without our minds
But deep inside (deep inside) they need that space
And you must know (you must know) that's why you're in this place

Fix me in those eyes of blue and grey
Hold me in this room on rainy days
And we can find (we can find) what we need to say
Cuz I will cry (I will cry) unless you

Dance with me in time
To Frankie Cosmos in our minds
I may be dumb, but Imogen
I have words to say:
Just stay
Track Name: (mouselike)
Help me, I've been busy
Building a navy in my head
That sinks when it hits water

And, it pains to say it,
Keeping a poster in my bed
That couldn't dream of giving consent

And I'm an awful friend, I know
Guilty of accusations thrown
Lonely inside another's house
I should have been as quiet as a mouse

Help me, I've been shitty
Keeping these people in my head
As if I even knew them

Cuz who the fuck am I to come and try and Faust-up this whole vacation?
Mephistopheles is missing his crown

Posture like the Prodigal Son
Battles over wars that have been won
Just lonely inside another's house
I should have been as quiet as a mouse
And I know it
God, I know it

Jesse, I am sorry
Leah, I am sorry
Bandmates and loved ones: I am sorry

I've become a monster, disgusting and repulsive
But I've said my piece and will heed words from long ago:
Cuz if I am a monster, and god knows that I am,
You are my home

And every monster deserves a home
Every monster deserves a home
Track Name: Christmas Alone
A two-week notice
For self-importance
An only child on the run

A loaded magnum
Pressed to her temple
But no one else can see the gun

Christmas alone
December air descends anon
Nowhere to go
All her friends are with the ones they love

Charge electronics
But no one's calling
Oh, little girl, are you no fun?

And she is tired
The world's a liar!!
How long can she live without a cigarette inside of her

Lungs?
Christmas alone
December air descends anon
Nowhere to go
All her friends are with the ones they love

Cuz I can see her
Crying to herself to get to sleep
Wishing mistletoe was in her future
But oh, she's so alone
No one thought of her tonight

And oh!
Christmas alone
If the liquor store guy asks, she'll say that she's having the time of her life.