Ode to a Roadie Songtext
von Barry Ryan

Who was it who put chewing gum in my hair
While I was fast asleep, you know that wasn′t fair
Doing things like that to me could drive my mother spare
Nobody wants to seem to understand me

And who was it who put small white things in my soup
They made my head reel round, it did the loop-de-loop
If I find out that it was you then I will sue the group
You want to know why birds don't like you


It′s what you do, what you do, what you try to do
We'd never do a thing to spite you
But your Irish needs a magic drop of glue

If you wake up and think your teeth feel much too big
Consult your roadie, ask if you can wear his wig
Then you will be a mild sensation at the local gig

Nobody wants to listen to
Nobody needs to listen to
Nobody wants to listen to you
Oh, to a roadie, oh