Frat Kroger: Weekend Warriors & Ramen Dreams

Lyrics

[Intro]
Friday night.
Half past one.
Yeah.

[Verse 1]
The lights at Lenox just went dark.
The bass from the party is just a spark.
Somebody drank the last Red Bull.
And the silence is starting to feel dull.
Someone shouts from the backseat, a voice I know is Blake's:
"We're out of ice, for goodness sakes!"
So we make the turn, we know the spot.
The parking lot in Buckhead, always hot.

[Chorus]
Oh, we're rolling down the aisle at Frat Kroger!
A squeaky wheel and a sacred goal!
Grab the Tostitos Hint of Lime, lose all your control!
We're filling up the cart to save the weary soul!
This is the anthem of the weekend warriors!

[Verse 2]
The fluorescent lights, a holy kind of hum.
For the victorious and for the dumb.
Saw a guy I know, his rental tux is torn.
Looking for the Advil, looking so forlorn.
And there's a girl in a sequin dress, barefoot by the Gatorade.
Choosing between Glacier Freeze and a bad grade.
We're all just ghosts in this grocery store.
Always coming back for more, more, more.

[Chorus]
Oh, we're rolling down the aisle at Frat Kroger!
A squeaky wheel and a sacred goal!
Grab the Tostitos Hint of Lime, lose all your control!
We're filling up the cart to save the weary soul!
This is the anthem of the weekend warriors!

[Bridge]
And tomorrow, when the sun gets mean.
The quiet hours in between.
This cart holds the cure for what we'll do.
A pack of ramen, seeing us through.
A bag of coffee, black and deep.
For all the promises we couldn't keep.

[Chorus]
Oh, we're rolling down the aisle at Frat Kroger!
A squeaky wheel and a sacred goal!
Grab the Tostitos Hint of Lime, lose all your control!
We're filling up the cart to save the weary soul!
This is the anthem of the weekend warriors!

[Outro]
The weekend warriors...
Ramen dreams...
Yeah, Frat Kroger...