Lyrics:

From the ashes of this golden age of confusion,
the denim recruits came to be
known as the apocalypse dudes.

So you think you had an Opera
So you think you had a Napoli
So you think you had a decent pizza
Well not like this

You got nothing to lose at Pamparius

So you think you had a calzone
So you thought you could make your own
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 at Pamparius
Gonna bake a 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