[Verse 1]
Sun comes up
in the strip mall haze
Spilled fries stuck
to my combat boots
Name tag hangs
like a battle scar
Clock in, punch rage
cheese dust on my heart
[Chorus]
I’m the rooster of the food court (hey!)
Screamin’ through this plastic throne
Deep-fried crown and a paper sword
Cluckin’ like I own this zone
I’m the rooster of the food court (yeah!)
Echo through the tiled domain
Kids throw nuggets like it’s war
Still I crow above the stain
[Verse 2]
Manager says
“Smile, upsell sauce”
I just grunt
in a tragic growl
Grease in my hair
like a sacred oil
Mop like a spear
dragged across the floor
[Chorus]
I’m the rooster of the food court (hey!)
Screamin’ through this plastic throne
Deep-fried crown and a paper sword
Cluckin’ like I own this zone
I’m the rooster of the food court (yeah!)
Echo through the tiled domain
If life’s a stage and I’m this bored
I’ll stage-dive into the drain
[Bridge]
[Band drops to chugging half-time]
Caw for the coupons
Cry for the tray
Circle the register
like it’s my stage
If they cut my break
I will still parade
Crow in the kiosk
’til the lights fade
[Chorus]
I’m the rooster of the food court (whoa!)
Screamin’ through this plastic throne
Deep-fried crown and a paper sword
Cluckin’ like I own this zone
I’m the rooster of the food court (yeah!)
Last call, fluorescent rain
Raise those sodas, praise the bird
Let me crow away your pain