In The Van Again

Another year I抦 here, unload the gear. There抯 a health food restaurant over there. The sound抯 check抯 now but no one cares. Hey what time are we on stage? The trailer抯 like a puzzle packed. With T-shirts, drums, and all our crap. We take it back. It抯 a science the third day. Now we pack the gear, we抮e out of here. It抯 a 14 hour drive but no one抯 sleeping. Say your good-byes and then we抮e in the van again. Relationships we抮e on the phone. The autobahn抯 our second home. I know those roads, from Berlin to Rome. Like 80 in the states. And I love this city ad I抎 love to stay but at 12 o抍lock we抮e o our way. I抣l be back again in early May 'cause we just got added dates. I抳e traded in the university for this back seat and poverty. But this whole time I felt so free and learned more in the end. And winter has pa*sed but we made it through. Don抰 tell me about paying dues. And if you paid, then you抣l know too. you抣l end up doing it again and again and again.