"Big Fat Road Manager" Lyrics

Every rock band has this guy
Not many people really know why
He's got a cell phone and a backstage pass
He's got a big gutt and a big fat ass

He's a big fat road manager
Big fat road manager
Big fat road manager
Big fat road manager

He plugs in gurtairs and microphone jacks
(Big fat road manager)
He makes sure the system wont feed back
(Big fat road manager)
He yells check one til his face turns blue
(Big fat road manager)
Dont you wish he could count to two

He's a big (he's a fat) road manager
Big (he's a fat) road manager
Big (he's a fat) road manager
Big fat road manager

The contract says there's beer for free
(Big fat road manager)
A bottle for you and a case for me
(Big fat road manager)
I'll make sure you have a place to stay
(Big fat road manager)
Then I'll eat your deli tray

He's a big (he's a fat) road manager
Big (he's a fat) road manager
Big (he's a fat) road manager
Big fat road manager

You may wounder, why the road managers so wide
He's the one who blocks the door when the tax colector comes by

The 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 termes
(Big fat road manager)
He will manage the arrogant worms
As our big (he's a fat) road manager
Big (he's a fat) road manager
Big (he's a fat) road manager
Big fat road manager