Once a day I think about the little crimes you've done Once a day I think about them and on busy days it goes away But other days I torch a Chick Fil A On my walk to work I can hear her calm surrender That building's got more soul than you Four floor, flagship store, everything on fire Profits lost, products tossed, everything on fire Once a day I think about the little lies you tell Once a day I think about them and on busy days it goes away But other days I torch a Chick Fil A If you had a dollar what would you do with it? If you had a bomb would your answer change? Four floor, flagship store, everything on fire Profits lost, products tossed, everything on fire Once a day I think about the little tears you cry Once a day I think about them and on busy days it goes away But other days... Two officers stepped out of the car and approached me. "Well, this is post-9/11, you could be a terrorist..." The thing that got it to more of a weird level was, uh, that three weeks later, two officers knocked on the door, I opened the door, they said "do you know why we're here?" And I said, "is it because of the painting I did?" ...torch a Chick Fil A Four floor, flagship store, everything on fire Profits lost, products tossed, everything on fire Four floor, flagship store, everything on fire Profits lost, products tossed, everything on fire Once a day I think about you and on busy days it goes away Once a day I think about you and on busy days it goes away But other days...