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...