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 lead. Another beer is what I need. Another gig my ears bleed. We Are The Road Crew. Another 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 way to hell and back. Another room a case to pack. We Are The Road Crew. Another hotel we can burn. Another screw another turn. Another Europe map to learn. Another truckstop on the way. Another game that I can play. Another word I learn to say. Another blasted customs post. Another bloody foreign coast. Another set of scars to boast. We Are The Road Crew.