And so, from the ashes of this golden age of
confusion, the Denim recruits came to be
known as the Apocalypse Dudes.

Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

So you think you had an Opera
Well not like this
So you think you had a Napoli
Well not like this
So you think you had a decent pizza
Well not like this
So you think you had a real good pizza
Well not like this

You got nothing to lose at Pamparius
Gonna wear them happy shoes tonigth
You got nothing to lose at Pamparius
Gonna bake a motherfucking pizza tonight

Alright! Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

So you think you had a pepperoni
Well not like this
So you think you had a calzone
Well not like this
So you thought you could make your own
Well not like this
So you thought you could take it home
Well not like this

You got nothing to lose at Pamparius
Gonna wear them happy shoes tonight
You got nothing to lose at Pamparius
Gonna bake a motherfucking pizza tonight,
Motherfucking pizza tonight!

Clock strikes twelve

Apocalypse Dudes got nothing to lose
Gonna stomp some teenage ass tonight
Apocalypse Dudes got nothingto lose
Gonna bake some motherfucking magic tonight, tonight, well alright!

Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

Well alright, tonight, a motherfucking pizza pie! Yeah, wooh.