Road Cases

Towns on the Interstate are flashing by Silhouettes against a reddening sky It's another dawn of another day I'll try to catch some sleep as we go Got to be in Cairns by mid-afternoon It's another show and we're on our way There's Motown disco playing on the bus The Noise Boys are reminiscing About another time; about another place But I've got myself inside this book! It's "Fat Man Blues" by Richard Wall I've got the time; I've got the pace First in; last out That's what this game is all about And I wouldn't want it any other way Road case those amps Haul the trusses, load the lamps We'll be rigging up a show just for you Every night my head is full of dreams Of all "The Talent" that I've served in my time With broad smiles, they line-up on the stage To glad-hand me And pat my back And clap their hands Call out my name They hand me gifts And wads of notes And then they send me on my way to another day Security comes with a yellow pass They wave us to the arena stage It's another night, it's another show These road cases won't move themselves The humpers push them down the ramp On to another stage; get ready to go First in; last out That's what this game is all about And I wouldn't want it any other way Unpack those amps Haul the trusses, set-up the lamps We're rigging up a show just for you Just for you Just for you