A Trip

Early in the morning
At the rehearsal room
We greet us
And prepare the instruments
The whole stuff in the cars
We’re so fucking tired
But so excited !
Heading to the highway !
And we drive on this earth ! (x2)
Discussing about all
DIscussing about nothing
Just laughing
Or having a row
Laughing again
Stupid jokes
Oh ! A gas station !
Let’s have a break…
We laugh
We joke
We rest
On the road again…

Sometimes
Problems
Sometimes
None…

(x2)

Oh ! Shit ! Oh ! Fuck ! Where is this fucking place ? (x2)

This town is so big
Another rmote village
Do you speak the language ?
Nobody’s around…
At least, here it is !
Hi everyone
What’s your band ?
What are you doing tonight ?
We have to find
A place for the stand
To sell CDs
And t-shirts

We watch
We eat
We wait
We play

(x2)

Sickness is the law !
Grind inc. !

And after the gig,
We discuss with people
We meet cool bands
We share the addresses…
We talk
And again we talk
But it is late !
Time to sleep…
Early in the morning
We thank and drive
Bacj to hometown
Fucked up but so happy…