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

[Altered Chorus]
Do you think I want to be this way?
Do you think I want to be this way?
Hey, don't you know that I've had better days
But we've all had worse and we've all felt hurt so
Maybe it's mundane when I explain to you
But I just need something to do

[Bridge]
To get the past out of my head, to stop replaying shit I've said
Put my head right down, scrub hard and I will get through this night
Get the past out of my head, stop replaying shit I've said
Put my head right down, scrub hard and I will get through this night

Leave the pit, giving pizza to the homeless [and sleep]
Show up late at the bar, the drunks are talking about politics [and go]
I'm not really digging the idea of driving 18 hours at 8 AM [to sleep / step into the shower, the water cascades down my head just like dirt from a car wash on a six year old van]

[Outro]
And go to sleep
And go to sleep
And go to sleep