Aquabats Pizza Daay Lyrics

Pizza Daay 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 café



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