In the van again by Shelter
Another year IæŠ¦ here, unload the gear.
ThereæŠ¯ a health food restaurant over there.
The soundæŠ¯ checkæŠ¯ now but no one cares.
Hey what time are we on stage?
The traileræŠ¯ like a puzzle packed.
With T-shirts, drums, and all our cr*p.
We take it back.
ItæŠ¯ a science the third day.
Now we pack the gear, weæŠ®e out of here.
ItæŠ¯ a 14 hour drive but no oneæŠ¯ sleeping.
Say your good-byes and then weæŠ®e in the van again.
Relationships weæŠ®e on the phone.
The autobahnæŠ¯ our second home.
I know those roads, from Berlin to Rome.
Like 80 in the states.
And I love this city ad IæŠŽ love to stay but at 12 oæŠ?lock weæŠ®e o our way.
IæŠ£l be back again in early May cuz we just got added dates.
IæŠ³e traded in the university for this back seat and poverty.
But this whole time I felt so free and learned more in the end.
And winter has passed but we made it through.
DonæŠ° tell me about paying dues.
And if you paid, then youæŠ£l know too.
youæŠ£l end up doing it again and again and again.