Pallet Jack Rodeo

[Verse 1] Clock out’s a rumor nobody believes We’re still inside under buzzing eaves Shrink wrap glowing like neon wire And the breakroom’s already caught on fire Somebody’s tuning a busted-up speaker Strapped to a pallet like it makes it legal Shift lead said “don’t,” so we did it twice Now the floor’s turning into dice [Pre-Chorus] You hear that rumble down aisle four That’s not freight anymore [Chorus] [Pallet Jack Rodeo] [Grip it, spin it, let it go] [No brakes in the loading zone] [We’re riding steel like it’s our own] [If you fall, you get back up slow] [Pallet Jack Rodeo] [Verse 2] Two-wheel drift through the seasonal aisle Someone yelling “hold that line” for a while Cans are flying like applause in air Nobody knows how we got there A cart tips, everybody cheers Like chaos is payroll twice a year And the cameras blink like they can’t keep score Of what we’re doing after four [Pre-Chorus] You hear that rumble down aisle four That’s not freight anymore [Chorus] [Pallet Jack Rodeo] [Grip it, spin it, let it go] [No brakes in the loading zone] [We’re riding steel like it’s our own] [If you fall, you get back up slow] [Pallet Jack Rodeo] [Bridge] Some say it’s dangerous We say it’s routine Between the aisles and the hum of machines If you don’t laugh here, you disappear So we turn the night into gears [Final Chorus] [Pallet Jack Rodeo] [Lights are low but spirits blow] [We’re not safe but we all know] [This is how the night shift goes] [If you hear the wheels, don’t slow] [Pallet Jack Rodeo] [Outro] Somebody left the radio on… and it’s still playing like nothing’s wrong