Lyrics:


There's a McDonald's in the Pentagon

I work at the McDonald's in the Pentagon

Yeah there's not a bunch of spots for lunch

but but it's a killer gig, back flipping up the big macs


Serve em in the Pentagon

The other vendors came and went, they're gone 

It did not go well for Taco Bell

And there was all that stress

at the old panda express so


Stick with us and youre set

Our cooking's standard, straight from corporate

It'll be like any other location

'cept no small talk about your occupation


Not allowed at the McDonald's in the Pentagon 

Reheating nuggets, we put plenty on

And our faces flush through every rush

The beeps get so discordant but your work is so important


Working at the Pentagon

Are you happy to be working at the Pentagon?

All the door dash drivers get confused

cuz users blew through the clues, didn't peruse the reviews

cuz like

You just dropped a check on McDonald's not checking which one that you Spent it on? 

Bitch you hit the Pentagon! 


[2 measures]


At the McDonalds in the Pentagon

There's quite lot of rules... cuz it's the Pentagon

They'll often request random drug tests

So all my buddies stick to cigarettes and liquor 


I don't like either, 

they make me wanna throw up

But since I would like a breather 

I buy packs of smokes and show up

I hate asking for spares, 

and otherwise why am I there? For air?

Ripe for firing just for slacking and admiring


humid afternoons

In Arlington, Virgina Junes

Hot pavement's stainless countertops

wiped clean when the orders finally stop


Break's over !

Across the way we face a chocolate shop

The Pentagon has a McDonald's and a chocolate shop

It was an allocation 

from the Bush administration 

I don't care for those jerks, but I sure care for the girl that works there!


She's at the register. 

My heart's mcfluttering...

but it never registers

and all The feds are muttering

But the meat thermometer

I only use it on hers

She's the only soul I would protect here from e. coli! 


Get another serving in! look in my eyes!

I really mean it when I say I hope you supersize

I fantasize fries expire into cyanide

I say they're fresh but I lied, 

convincing them I'm on their side

 

If you've reached the epic peak of every patriot's ambition

Come to my place of employment for the inverse of nutrition 

Only we know our mcflurry tactic's liberational 

With special clearance to know if that machine is operational..


ITS NOT



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