[Verse 1]

Well, it's 3pm, time to lug the gear

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 it sound as good as can be

[Verse 2]

'Cause the rockers rock, but the roadies roll

Gotta take the mic, I gots to 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

[Pre-Chorus]

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 pride

[Chorus]

Because he brought you the show, but you will never know

He's changin' the strings, while hiding in the wings

No matter how hard

The show must go on

[Verse 3]

Then a beautiful girl come to me

She say, "Hey, can I suck-a your dick?"

I say yes, I am in love

Then she quickly say, "I sucked your dick

And now gimme that backstage pass

I do not want you, roadie, I want KG's chode"

[Chorus]

Oh, 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!

[Outro]

No! I am the roadie

Lonesome warrior searching for the soul

No! I am the roadie

I make the rock go, ah!

Roadie, roadie

Roadie