Strike Up The Band Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Put your heads together boys, we got us a gig

Two hundred fifty dollar pot, so go on load up your rig

We got to drive a hundred miles out and split a hotel

But they'll be beggin' us to stay when we're givin' em hell

Grab a 6-pack, 30 rack, and more for the road

Shut down a new place trash-faced after the show

Stumble SNAFU'ed, junk food, shower to bed

Wake up tomorrow feeling miserable and do it again

I wanna play, play

Fire me up

Bring out the keg. Hey

Let's get fucked up

Get behind the drums

Crank the amps to 10

Grab a microphone

And strike up the band

Hey, hey, hey, hey

I can't remember anything that happened last night

Got to recover, where's the drummer, did we get in a fight

We got our phones, keys, instruments, even got paid

Call that a win, now get up bitches we got music to play

Get your caffeine, nicotine, and scrape yourself up

On to the next town to thrown down. Load up the truck

Grab some bad news fat brews with showtime in sight

We're gonna rock this house and party like we're dying tonight

I wanna play, play

Fire me up

Bring out the keg. Hey

Let's get fucked up

Get behind the drums

Crank the amps to 10

Grab a microphone

And strike up the band

I wanna play, play

Fire me up

Bring out the keg. Hey

Let's get fucked up

Get behind the drums

Crank the amps to 10

Grab a microphone

And strike up the band