chick-fil-a

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1. Friday night, neon lights, we were feeling loose
   Hitting every spot, mixing liquor with the juice
   The sun's creeping up, painting orange on the sky
   Craving that crunch, man, you know I’m not a liar
   Pull into the drive-thru, heart set on the prize
   But the lot is ghost town, tell me—is this a surprise?

2. Look at the marquee, letters mocking my soul
   "Closed on Sunday"—man, I’m losing all control
   It’s the Lord’s Day off, but I’m hungry as a beast
   No golden-fried chicken for my morning-after feast

3. On Jesus Day, you can't have Chick-fil-A
   Locked tight, gates down, keeps the hunger at bay
   How’s a man supposed to repent with a hollow gut?
   No waffle fries in the bag, just a door firmly shut
   Religion’s got a bad name when I’m craving the heat
   But the Lord says "rest," so I’m feeling defeat
   Yeah, on Jesus Day, you can’t have Chick-fil-A

4. I respect the faith, yeah, I get the dedication
   But a drive-thru sign shouldn't start a sensation
   Of despair in my chest, man, I'm dying for the salt
   I blame the calendar, I ain't looking for a fault
   But who made the rule that the holy man needs bread
   Without a chicken sandwich hanging over my head?

5. On Jesus Day, you can't have Chick-fil-A
   Locked tight, gates down, keeps the hunger at bay
   How’s a man supposed to repent with a hollow gut?
   No waffle fries in the bag, just a door firmly shut
   Religion’s got a bad name when I’m craving the heat
   But the Lord says "rest," so I’m feeling defeat
   Yeah, on Jesus Day, you can’t have Chick-fil-A

6. Guess I’m hitting the grocery store...
   Or maybe just sleep.