Back on the Road - Flight Of The Conchords

This one’s called «Back on the Road»

And it’s about that feeling

Back, back on the road

Another night, another show

We’d love to stay but we’d prefer to go

Back on the road

Another night singing 'bout nothin'

Another hotel, another complimentary muffin

Another tour bus on a highway set adrift

Another gig missed because we’re stuck inside a lift

Another venue, another backstage pass

Another groupie with a goldfish in her arse

We’ve had some fun and we’ve had a lot of laughs

Out on the road

But sorry London, we’ve got to get back

On the road

Back on the, back on the, back on the, back on the road

Gotta get back back back back back back on the road

Gotta go, gotta go back back on the road

Gotta get back back, back back on the road

We did another show, put a fish in your asshole

And then we go go, whoa whoa

You left a hole in our soul

We left a sole in your hole

But we gotta go, we gotta go

Gotta get back back back back back back on the road

We gave you a backstage pass

And put a bass in your ass

And then we go

Put a mackerel in your crackerel

But we gotta get backerel on the road

Get back back back backerel

Oh there’s a plaice in your case but we gotta go

There’s a starfish in your starfish, we gotta go

Gotta get going, gotta go

Put a fish in your tush

Fish in your tush

Gotta get back back back back back back on the road

Gotta go back back

Gotta go back on the road

Thank you, London