Dear customer,
can you hear me at the register?
It’s been three whole minutes since you reached the counter.
This drawn out order has me trembling
because it seems now like the line has really grown.
And I’m feeling so alone.

Pay attention to the cooking sheets and imminent kidney stones.
Some eat a Tums and get another slice.
I wanna take you through this fast food hell I call my home.
Welcome to Pizza Hut.

There’s groaning coming from the bathroom.
Another old man snaps and is sitting on the throne.
My paycheck makes me wonder why I’m still here.
For some strange reason it’s now feeling like my home.
And I’m never gonna go.

Pay attention to the processed meats and ringing telephones.
Some eat a ton, some eat a slice.
I wanna take you through this fast food hell I call my home.
Welcome to Pizza Hut.

Dear manager,
Can you hear me crying?
It’s been six whole months since I have been employed.
It makes me wonder why I’m still here.
For some strange reason it’s now feeling like my home.
And I’m never gonna go.

Pay attention to the rotting salad bar and grease dripping from the dough.
Some get the runs, some call it nice.
I wanna take you through this fast food hell I call my home.
Welcome to Pizza Hut.
Welcome to Pizza Hut.