[Intro: fast drums, guitar upstrokes, horn stabs] Hollywood! Hot sun! Day two came in like a loaded gun! [Verse 1: fast, half-sung punk vocal] We hit the park with a runaway plan Mickey and Minnie had the whole thing jammed Cartoon train went off the track Everybody laughing, no turning back Then the heat came down like a villain attack Frances said, “Nope, I am done with that” Hot and sweaty in the plaza light Trying to change clothes in the middle of the fight [Pre-Chorus: shouted gang vocals] Popcorn rescue! Cool-down crew! Dad and Frances breaking through! Rockin’ Rollercoaster down the street Blew their hair back right out of their seats! [Chorus: big sing-along] Runaway day, runaway night Hollywood Studios burning bright Meltdown, popcorn, coaster screams Star Wars streets and Toy Story dreams Runaway day, runaway crew Everybody doing what they had to do Back to Pop when the lights came down Feet worn out but we owned that town [Verse 2: brighter, Star Wars bounce] Galaxy’s Edge, then the story got wild Henry walked out with a droid and a smile R-two Bee Bee Eight came rolling through With a porg named Grogu in the Star Wars zoo Buttons beeped and the engines cried Little space junk riding by his side Dad looked proud, Henry looked ten feet tall Best little droid-builder in the whole dang sprawl [Pre-Chorus: horns answer each line] Beeps and buttons! Scraps and sparks! Blue milk dreams in a galaxy park! Then we hit Toy Story, no time to crash Slinky Dog Dash and the saucers flash! [Chorus: bigger, gang vocals] Runaway day, runaway night Hollywood Studios burning bright Meltdown, popcorn, coaster screams Star Wars streets and Toy Story dreams Runaway day, runaway crew Everybody doing what they had to do Back to Pop when the lights came down Feet worn out but we owned that town [Bridge: half-time ska breakdown] Aunt Leigh showed up Aunt Alyssa too Baby Quinn in the family crew BBQ smoke in the Toy Story air Everybody tired but nobody cared [Build: shouted] Hot sun! Big rides! Little droid rolling by our side! One more laugh, one more snack One more bus ride dragging us back! [Final Chorus: fastest, full band, horns and gang vocals] Runaway day, runaway night Hollywood Studios burning bright Meltdown, popcorn, coaster screams Star Wars streets and Toy Story dreams Runaway day, runaway crew Everybody doing what they had to do Back to Pop when the lights came down Feet worn out but we owned that town [Outro: hard stop, shouted] Runaway day! Hollywood night! Back to Pop Century— good night!
