Pizza Day Lyrics

Pizza Day lyrics

Well i remember my first day at public school

 I was very scared of getting pummeled

 And sure enough i did at first recess

 I got pegged in the head by a big red ball

 It stung and my head hung

 Back to class with a bloody nose

 And soon it was lunchtime

 

 Mom said i should ask about how poor kids can get fed

 So i got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read:

 Monday - hot dog, tuesday - taco

 Wednesday - hamburgers and chocolate milk

 Thursday - sloppy joes and burritos in a bag

 Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week

 All the kids would line up super early just to eat

 

 Monday - hot dog, tuesday - taco

 Wednesday - hamburgers and chocolate milk

 Thursday - sloppy joes and burritos in a bag

 Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week

 It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans

 

 Hooray for pizza day

 Hooray for pizza day

 I miss pizza day

 The best day of the week

 

 Well, i remember my first day in jr. high

 I had hairspray in my hair

 And my pants were way too tight

 And all the breakers and new wavers

 And the rockers and the preps

 Would all be in their places

 On the front lawn or the steps

 I hung out with some punker kids

 Who used to make me laugh

 I got thrown in the dumpster

 By some rich kids near the caf

 

 As time went on we figured out

 It was totally uncool

 To eat the welfare lunch

 Provided by the school

 So in poser-punker fashion

 We just mooched off all the kids

 And lived off eating candy bars

 And bags of nacho chips

 

 Monday - hot dog, tuesday - taco

 Wednesday - hamburgers and chocolate milk

 Thursday - sloppy joes and burritos in a bag

 Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week

 It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans

 

 Hooray for pizza day

 Hooray for pizza day

 I miss pizza day

 The best day of the week

 

 Well now i'm out of school

 And i don't have a job

 (you're a slob!)

 I just sit around all sweaty and lethargic

 And i'm just thinking bout where it all went wrong

 Why i can't concentrate

 On anything but reruns

 I wish i had some more stability

 I wish i had somebody making lunch for me

 I guess i miss the seventh grades in life

 The thought of pizza day

 I thought it was stupid then

 But i wish i had it now

 I miss my

 

 Monday - hot dog, tuesday - taco

 Wednesday - hamburgers and chocolate milk

 Thursday - sloppy joes and burritos in a bag

 Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week

 It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans

 

 Hooray for pizza day

 Hooray for pizza day

 I miss pizza day

 The best day of the week!