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