Hi, We're The Support Band

Didn't pay your goddamn cash to hear us
Girlfriend don't want to come near us
Got six small beers and a room to clear
Came somewhere left of venus
It aint us yeah that you all came to see
We're the support band, and we come cheap
Yeah, drove 400 miles and grown again
To play the same 12 songs out of tune again
Van got broke in Rotterdam city
Them fuckers stole my duty free bottles of whisky
And swinging around with the boys on radio
We're the support band, we're not the one you know
There's a cold wind blowing through the backstage room
It don't look like we're gonna be home soon
Just another month or two
Word's just been passed around
We hear you're real big in your hometown
Well that just don't mean shit 'round here
We just don't go for that retro sound
Go on back to 1965
Hey you're the support band so clear your ass on time
There's a cold wind blowing through the backstage room
It don't look like we're gonna be home soon
Just another year or two
Local PA guy's a dipshit
Keeps calling us all convicts
Moustachio Hamburg Rambo
Keeps dreaming 'bout a job with UFO
Like my brother tells me anytime he writes
Sure beats making pizzas
And waiting around to die.
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