Werse 1
E
Well it's 3pm time to rock the gear, got to it on the stage,
Asus2 E
my musceles flex, my ***ing sweat will save the day.
E
Course I ckeck the mic, I fucka check the mic, I fucka checka checka 1 2 3,
Asus2 E
I plug it in, I make it sound as good as it can be.
E
Becourse the rock is rock, and the road is road,
got'a take the mic, he got take control,
Asus2 E
got'a get that shit up on that ***ing stage.
E
Yes the Roadie knows, what the Roadie knows,
and the Roadie knows that he wears black clothes,
Asus2 E
and he hides off in the shadows of the stage.
Chorus
C/G A5 E
Becourse the Roadie, looks a thoushand miles with his eyes,
C/G A5 E
and when the crowd raws, rains of tears drop to the Roadies eyes,
tears of pride.
C/G A5
Becourse his watching the show, but you will never know,
C/G A5
his changing the strings, while hangin' in the wind,
C/G A5 E
no matter how hard, the show mustgo on.
Werse 2
E
When a beautiful girl come to me she say, hey can i sucka your dick,
Asus2 E
and I'll say yes, i'm in love.
E
And then she quikly say I sucked your dick,
Asus2
now give me that backstage pas, I do not want you Roadie,
E
I want KG's chode.
Chorus 2
C/G A5
I'm standing at the fresh hole of your dreams,
C/G A5
without me there would be no sound from those amps,
C/G A5
without me there would be no light on the stage,
E
but you don't applaus for me.
C/G A5 E
I i'm the Roadie, lonesome warrior searching for his soul,
C/G A5 E
I i'm the Roadie, I make the rock go.
C/G A5 C/G A5 C/G A5 E
Roadie, Roadie, Roadie.
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