Track 5 of the album Three Chords and a Bad Haircut · 2014
Clock In, Kid
“Our first-job anthem, paper hat and all. Everyone has a name tag that spells them wrong.”
punk · skate punk · working-kid punk · 2:28
Lyrics
Sixteen years old, paper hat on crooked Name tag says my name but they spelled it wrong Mop in my hand like a guitar at soundcheck First day on the job and it's already long Manager says smile I say I'm trying Fryer's going off Like a smoke alarm choir Clock in, kid Clock in, kid Eight bucks an hour and I feel like a king Clock in, kid Clock in, kid First paycheck, I'm gonna shout and sing Learned to flip a burger and I dropped it on my shoe Learned to count the change and I counted it twice Old guy on the grill said you're doing fine, kid Gave me a nod and it felt like a prize Manager says smile I say I'm trying Fryer's going off Like a smoke alarm choir Clock in, kid Clock in, kid Eight bucks an hour and I feel like a king Clock in, kid Clock in, kid First paycheck, I'm gonna shout and sing One, two, three, four Wipe the counter Five, six, seven, eight Don't be late Nine, ten, here we go Clock in, clock in, clock in Clock in, kid Clock in, kid Eight bucks an hour and I feel like a king Clock in, kid Clock in, kid First paycheck, I'm gonna shout and sing Clock in, kid Clock in, kid Hey