Arrogant Worms The Big Fat Road Manager Lyrics

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 gut and a big fat ass

 

 He's the big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 

 He plugs in guitars and microphone jacks (big, fat road manager)

 He makes sure the system won't feedback (big, fat road manager)

 He yells "check one" 'til his face turns blue (big, fat road
manager)

 Don't you wish he could count to two

 

 He's the big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, 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've a place to stay (big, fat road manager)

 Then i'll eat your deli tray

 

 He's the big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 

 You may wonder why the road manager's so wide

 He's the one who blocks the door when the tax colllector 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 terms (big, fat road manager)

 He will manage the arrogant worms

 

 As our big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 He's fat! (big, fat road manager)

 Big, fat road manager

 

 Big, fat road manager

 Big, fat road manager

 Is this thing on?