Line Cooks & Lone Stars

Steel toes on the tile

Grease stain halo on my cap

Ticket rail readin’ like a Bible

Printer preachin’, we adapt

Burn scars like badges

Tattooed forearms, fryer tan

We don’t clock in for glory

We clock in ‘cause we can

This one’s for my prep cook crew

Dice it up, we make dreams come true (oh yeah)

From the back door smoke to the front booth view

Ain’t a plate goes out ‘til we all say “move”

We got big-block hearts and a broke-down truck

Cold beer waitin’ when the doors get shut

If you ate good, then you already knew

You were blessed by my prep cook crew

Five a.m. keys in the deadbolt

Walk-in hits with that winter air

Stackin’ those forty-pound boxes

Talkin’ big plans like we millionaires

Onions got our eyes all water

But we laugh ‘til the tears feel light

Turn that line into a long dirt road

We just ridin’ it out tonight

This one’s for my prep cook crew

Dice it up, we make dreams come true (hey!)

From the back door smoke to the front booth view

Ain’t a plate goes out ‘til we all say “move”

We got big-block hearts and a broke-down truck

Cold beer waitin’ when the doors get shut

If you ate good, then you already knew

You were blessed by my prep cook crew

Who’s callin’ out “behind”

When the world ain’t lookin’ back?

Who’s singin’ off-key love songs

Over that midnight stack?

We ain’t on no marquee

But every night we star in the show

Name on the check? That’s cute

Name on your hunger? That’s us, bro (let’s go)

This one’s for my prep cook crew

Dice it up, we make dreams come true

From the back door smoke to the front booth view

Ain’t a plate goes out ‘til we all say “move”

We got big-block hearts and a broke-down truck

Cold beer waitin’ when the doors get shut

If you ate good, then you already knew

You were blessed by my prep cook crew (my crew)

Yeah you were blessed by my prep cook crew