Lyrics:

And so, from the ashes of this golden age of Confusion
The demin recruits came to be known as
The Apocalypse Dudes

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 tonight
You got nothing to lose, Pamparius
Gonna bake a motherfucking pizza tonight
Alright

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, Pamparius
Gonna bake a motherfucking pizza tonight
Motherfucking pizza tonight

Apocalypse dudes got nothing to lose
Gonna stomp some teenage ass tonight
Apocalypse dudes got nothing to lose
Gonna bake some motherfucking magic tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Well, alright

Well, alright
Tonight
A motherfucking pizza tonight
Yeah, yeah!