Arrogant Worms - Big Fat Road Manager Lyrics
Every rock band has this guyNot many people really know whyHes got a cell phone and a backstage passHes got a big gut and a big fat assHes the big, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerHe plugs in guitars and microphone jacks (big, fat road manager)He makes sure the system wont feedback (big, fat road manager)He yells check one til his face turns blue (big, fat road manager)Dont you wish he could count to twoHes the big, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerThe contract says theres beer for free (big, fat road manager)A bottle for you and a case for me (big, fat road manager)Ill make sure youve a place to stay (big, fat road manager)Then Ill eat your deli trayHes the big, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerYou may wonder why the road managers so wideHes the one who blocks the door when the tax colllector comes byThe tour hits the road he spends his day (big, fat road manager)At an all-you-can-eat buffet (big, fat road manager)But if he can come to terms (big, fat road manager)He will manage the arrogant wormsAs our big, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerHes fat! (big, fat road manager)Hes fat! (big, fat road manager)Hes fat! (big, fat road manager)Hes fat! (big, fat road manager)Hes fat! (big, fat road manager)Hes fat! (big, fat road manager)Hes fat! (big, fat road manager)Big, fat road managerBig, fat road managerBig, fat road managerIs this thing on?
