.We work this band 'cause they make it rock,
But we're the guys that make it roll.
We move the drums and amps and junk.
Road rats:
We're a pack,
And the road's our home.
On the road half my young man's life.
I spend a lot of time;
Ain't got no bread to show for it.
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