Pizza Claus is Comin’ to Town Bomb the Music Industry!

[Intro]
Let the day roll in, let the day roll out
Let the robot transport me from Clayton to my house
Let the shit roll in, let the shit roll out
Because I'm goddamned bound to stick it out with my survival pals

[Verse 1]
Let the shit crash down
Let the shit crash down
Let the servers giggle, holler and ignore the sound
And at 2 AM I'll be closing up alone

[Chorus]
Today I played my first show in, like, twenty-seven days
Or got my ass kicked in, like, twenty-seven ways
No matter which way it goes, at the end of the day I gotta change my clothes
Maybe it's mundane when I explain it to you, but I just need something to do

[Verse 2]
Or else I'll just think about the shows I've played while forgetting all traces
Of the people, the places, the music, the faces
When we could talk in present tense without being complacent
When we could be more honest without being fucking wasted

Man, shit
I let the shit roll in
And at the 2 AM, I'll always be alone inside an empty home