We work the band 'cause they make it rock
But we're the guys that make it roll
We move the drums, and amps, and props

We're road rats
We're a pack
And the road's our home

On the road half my young man's life
I spent a lot of time
Ain't got no bread to show for it
Road rats
All the cash spent on whites and wine

We're the men behind the man
We're the backbone muscle clan
We do a thousand one-night stands

If the star can make it
If the band can shake it
Hell, if those guys can take it
We can
Yeah

We do this job and we live this life
We hear that roar and we love it to death
We moved those drums, and amps, and props

Road rats
On the road
Till our final breath

Road rats
On the road
Till our final breath

Road rats
On the road
Till our final breath

Road rats
On the road
Till our dying breath

We're the men behind the man
We're the backbone muscle clan
We do a thousand one-night stands

If the star can make it
If the band can shake it
Hell, if those guys can take it
We can
Yeah