I will always be here
Like or dark
Extra crispy or original recipe
Car pool bridge and tunnel syndrome
Channel number one, two, three, four
The sounds of a drill next door
Battery acid and breathing trailers
Servicing all makes and models
Redirecting car stress
Into pointless scolding
The blue sky is always there
Like a table cloth on Thanksgiving
I’m sorry we don’t serve angels here
Only fallen stars and cameleons
With good attitudes
The hash is runny and the eggs are hard
But the company is second to none
The thick air is what we all come here for
It doesn’t translate over YouTube
Moths are free but butterflies are expensive
No one thought to build a better rainbow
We drive straight into the sun for hours
It never gets worse
Until things get bent
And somehow get better