(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