(We Are) The Road Crew

Another town, another place

Another girl, another face

Another truck, another race

I'm eating junk, feeling bad

Another night,

I'm going mad

My woman's leaving,

I feel sad

But I just love the life

I leadAnother beer is what

I needAnother gig my ears bleed

We are the

Road CrewAnother town,

I've left behind

Another drink, completely blind

Another hotel,

I can't find

Another backstage pass for you

Another tube of super glue

Another border to get through

I'm driving like a maniac

Driving my way to hell and back

Another room a case to pack

We are the

Road CrewAnother hotel, we can burn

Another screw, another turn

Another Europe map to learn

Another truck, stop on the way

Another game, that

I can play

Another word,

I learn to say

Another plastic, customs post

Another bloody, foreign coast

Another set of scars to boast

We are the

Road Crew