Well it's 3pm time Explainto lock the gate. Gotta get it on the stage. My muscles flex my fuckin' sweat will save the day. When I check the mic I fuckin' check the mic. I fuckin' checka-checka one two three. I plug it in I make a sound as good as can be. Cause the rockers rock but the roadies roll. Gotta take mic because I take control. Gotta get that shit up on that fuckin' stage. Because the roadie knows what the roadie knows. And the roadie knows that he wears black clothes. And he hides off in the shadows off the stage. Because the roadie. Looks a thousand miles with his eyes. And when the crowd roars. Brings a tear drop to the roadie's eyes. Tears of bright. Because he brought you the show. But you will never know. He's changing the strings. While hiding in the wings. No matter how hard the show must go on. Then a beautiful girl come to me. She say "Hey can I sucka your dick?". I say "Yays I am in love". Then she quickly say "I sucked your dick. Now give me that backstage pass. I do not want you roadie I want Kg's chode". I'm standing at the threshold of your dreams. Without me there'd be no sound from those amps. Without me there'd be no lights on the stage. But you don't applaud for me. No I am the roadie!. Lonesome warrior searching for the soul. No I am the roadie!. I make the rock go!. Roadie roadie roadie!