

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Clock in Neon vest Dawn haze Coffee gone cold on the jetways Name tag crooked on my chest Another roll call Never rest Bag tags flapping in the wind Red-eye zombies stumbling in “Is this the gate?” for the fifth damn time Belt keeps spinning I stay in line [Chorus] This is my bin belt anthem Throw it Stack it Slam it Scan ’em I’m the ghost behind your gate change screen Living in a high-vis daydream This is my bin belt anthem You roll up late Then ask who planned it I just lift your life into the plane Sing my little airport song again [Verse 2] Overweight suitcase full of bricks “Can you just make sure it fits?” You argue numbers I lift steel My back keeps paying for your “deal” Rain-soaked toes in safety shoes You lost your bag I catch the blues “Can’t you just check one more time?” I bite my tongue Just toe the line [Chorus] This is my bin belt anthem Throw it Stack it Slam it Scan ’em I’m the ghost behind your gate change screen Living in a high-vis daydream This is my bin belt anthem You roll up late Then ask who planned it I just lift your life into the plane Sing my little airport song again [Bridge] You yell at me for weather Like I control the sky I tape your busted zipper Then you barely say goodbye But I’ve got friends out on the tarmac Laughing through the fumes We turn this metal graveyard Into our breakroom [Chorus] This is our bin belt anthem Throw it Stack it Slam it Scan ’em We’re the ghosts behind your gate change screen Living in a high-vis daydream This is our bin belt anthem We keep it rolling You don’t thank ’em We just lift your life into the plane Shout that little airport song again (hey!)
Tags
rock, Crunchy 90s grunge band, male vocals, big fuzzy guitars over a driving mid-tempo kit, bass slightly overdriven and forward in the mix. Verses tight and sarcastic with palm-muted riffs; choruses crack wide open with wide power chords and shout-along gang vocals. Brief feedback swell into a half-time bridge, then final chorus with extra octave guitar and stacked harmonies for a cathartic, sweaty finish., grunge
3:20
No
3/16/2026