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?