Now when you climb into your bunk tonight |
| And when you draw the little curtains |
| And eat your load-out sandwich |
| Just think about those out in the hot dog van |
| 'Cause there's not enough bus to go 'round |
| No there's not enough bus to go 'round |
And Mickey D is what we need my friends |
| And Mickey D is what we need |
| And Mickey D is what we need my friends |
| 'Cause there's not enough bus to go 'round |
| No there's not enough bus to go 'round |
Now half the band hates the other half |
| And half the crew has all the food |
| And half the band lies down and quietly starves |
| 'Cause there's not enough bus to go 'round |
| No there's not enough bus to go 'round |
And sympathy is what we need my friends |
| And sympathy is what we need |
| And sympathy is what we need my friends |
| 'Cause there's not enough love to go 'round |
| No there's not enough love |