[Intro - spoken over siren guitar] "Alright, listen up — it's gonna be one of those nights." [Verse 1] Clocked in at seven to a report that lied, "Pretty quiet night" — alright. Bed nine pulled his line out before I sat down, Bed twelve wants a doctor that's never around, My coffee was hot for one shining minute — Then the call lights found me again. [Pre-Chorus] Ounce of humor, ounce of grace, Twelve-hour smile on my face, If you know, you know — get loud— [Chorus] CODE COFFEE! Third pot's cold and the shift's not done, CODE COFFEE! Warm blanket for everyone, Call lights ringing like a heavy metal song, My lunch died in the hallway at half past one, It's a code — it's a code — it's a CODE COFFEE, Pour it fast, pray it holds, do it all again. [Verse 2] Q4 meds due and I'm two rooms behind, Got a vein on the first stick — somebody call the news, Break room's out of creamer, the printer's out of ink, And the family at the desk wants to know where the doctor's been, Haven't peed since nine a.m. — That's a personal best, and I'm not even sorry. [Pre-Chorus] Ounce of humor, ounce of grace, Twelve-hour smile on my face, If you know, you know — get loud— [Chorus] [Bridge - half time, quiet] They'll never know the weight we carry out — The codes we ran, the hands we held, The things we don't say out loud. But I saw you in that hallway, red-eyed, standing tall, And that's the reason that we stay, That's the reason that we stay. (we stay, we stay, we stay—) [Final Chorus - full band, gang vocals] [Outro - spoken] "Dedicated to whoever covered my lunch — the one that never happened. Clock out. Go home. Hydrate. You know who you are."
