Spark Money

[Verse 1]
Clock in
Grab the keys
Name tag hanging
Coffee cheap
Playlist loud just to drown
Every genius in this town
Pull up
Double-parked
Hazards on in the dark
You text “I’m here
” they text “come in”
Like you’re part of their trash can kingdom
[Chorus]
I’m just driving for a spark
For spark money
Full tank
Low heart
But I keep running
Every “where’s my sauce?”
Every eye-roll toss
Yeah
You’re loud
But you’re not that funny
I’m just driving for a spark
For spark money
Through your bad tips
Cheap digs
Acting ugly
You can keep your attitude
I’ll keep my tank and food
I’m just driving
Just driving for spark money
[Verse 2]
Front desk king in a plastic crown
Snaps his fingers
“you can set that down”
Leaves a penny in the tip jar glass
Like that’s gonna save my overdraft
Gate code wrong
Dog at the door
You watch me buzz while you watch your show
Then you check each fry like it’s gold
Call support ‘cause the drink’s not cold
[Chorus]
I’m just driving for a spark
For spark money
Full tank
Low heart
But I keep running
Every “where’s my fork?”
Every “you’re too short”
You’re a storm
But I’m still sunny
I’m just driving for a spark
For spark money
Through your bad tips
Cheap digs
Acting ugly
You can keep your attitude
I’ll keep my tank and food
I’m just driving
Just driving for spark money
[Bridge]
Oh
You’re yelling through the screen door (so brave)
Over two bucks and a paper bag (okay)
Take your tantrum
Take your voice
I’ll take the wheel
I’ll take my choice (my choice)
[Chorus]
I’m just driving for a spark
For spark money
Full tank
Low heart
But I keep running
Every slammed front gate
Every “you’re so late”
I’m still here
And you’re still grumpy
I’m just driving for a spark
For spark money
In this beat-up car that still loves me
You can keep your attitude
I’ll keep my tank and food
I’m just driving
Just driving for spark money (yeah)
Just driving
Just driving for spark money

rock, Crunchy pop-rock band with bright overdriven guitars, driving mid-tempo groove, and female vocals front and center. Verses sit tighter with palm-muted riffs and dry drums; choruses explode with wide power chords, octave leads, and stacked harmonies. Add occasional shout-back gang vocals on key phrases and a brief half-time bridge that builds into a final soaring chorus., pop, female vocals