Well it's 3pm time to lug the gear
gotta get it on the stage
my muscles flexed my [bad word] sweat will save the day.

And i check the mic i [bad word] check the mic
i [bad word] check it check it one two three
i plug it in and make it sound as good as can be

Because the rockers rock but the roadies roll
Gotta take the mic
you gotsta take control
gotta get that [bad word] up on that [bad word] stage

cuz the roadie knows what the roadie knows
and the roadie knows that he wears black clothes
and he hides off in the shadows of the stage

because the roadie
Looks a thousand miles with his eyes
and when the crowd roars
brings a tear drop to the roadies eyes
Tears of pride

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

And the beautiful [bad word] to me
she said "hey can i suck your [bad word] 
and i said "yes, im in love"

and then she quickly said
"i sucked your [bad word]  now give me that backstage pass.
i do not want you roadie.
i want KG's chode."

Im 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 this stage
but you dont applaud for me

I am the roadie
lonesome warrior searching for his soul
I am the roadie
i make the rock go