The Pizza Song
Now, lemme get two slices
(Hey, let's go, get outta here!)
And a coke (c'mon!)
On a dark street
On a cold night
Pizza's cooking in a storefront oven
On the corner a boy is waiting
The moonlight feels cold and desperate
Some hidden sadness is bound down
Attention is all over town
Ready to burst open into
Driving, burning, exploding sound
If these walls could sing
They'd sing us a hundred songs
If these walls could talk
They'd say they'd seen it coming all along
All along
Tony's makin' sliced pies
For the lunch rush
Stirring the sauce
Poundin' out the dough
His brother left town with his girl
She ain't his girl no more
And some days they seem to never end
So mundane in this old town
Ready to burst open into
Driving, burning, exploding sound
If these walls could sing
They'd sing us a hundred songs
And if these walls could talk
They'd say they'd seen it coming all along
All along
All along
May all these walls we've made
In our wasted years and days
Not stand in our way
That we may feel the winds of change
(Change, change)
(Change, change)
And if these walls could sing
They'd sing us a hundred songs
And if these walls could talk
They'd say they'd seen it coming all along
And if these walls could sing
They'd say they'd seen it coming, coming
(If these walls could talk) coming, coming, coming all along
All along
All along
All along
All along
All along
(Hey, let's go, get outta here!)
And a coke (c'mon!)
On a dark street
On a cold night
Pizza's cooking in a storefront oven
On the corner a boy is waiting
The moonlight feels cold and desperate
Some hidden sadness is bound down
Attention is all over town
Ready to burst open into
Driving, burning, exploding sound
If these walls could sing
They'd sing us a hundred songs
If these walls could talk
They'd say they'd seen it coming all along
All along
Tony's makin' sliced pies
For the lunch rush
Stirring the sauce
Poundin' out the dough
His brother left town with his girl
She ain't his girl no more
And some days they seem to never end
So mundane in this old town
Ready to burst open into
Driving, burning, exploding sound
If these walls could sing
They'd sing us a hundred songs
And if these walls could talk
They'd say they'd seen it coming all along
All along
All along
May all these walls we've made
In our wasted years and days
Not stand in our way
That we may feel the winds of change
(Change, change)
(Change, change)
And if these walls could sing
They'd sing us a hundred songs
And if these walls could talk
They'd say they'd seen it coming all along
And if these walls could sing
They'd say they'd seen it coming, coming
(If these walls could talk) coming, coming, coming all along
All along
All along
All along
All along
All along
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan T Kienlen, Michael Mcdermott, Peter William Steinkopf, Gregory A Attonito
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