We play for free.
We play for free.
We pay to be.
We pay to be.
Gas is not free.
Gas is not free.
Time is not free.
Time is not free.
Exposure does not feed the van.
Exposure does not feed the van.
A promise does not pay the band.
A promise does not pay the band.
We play for free.
We play for free.
But somebody pays.
Somebody pays.
The drummer knows.
The drummer knows.
The drummer knows.
The drummer knows.
The singer says,
“It’s good exposure.”
The drummer says,
“Then expose some cash.”
The guitarist says,
“It builds the brand.”
The bass player says,
“The tire has a rash.”
The wizard says,
“The room has energy.”
The sound guy says,
“The room has debt.”
The side door saint
Just laughs outside
And says,
“You boys ain’t learned it yet.”
We play for free.
We play for free.
We pay to be.
We pay to be.
Gas is not free.
Gas is not free.
Time is not free.
Time is not free.
Jack-AL heard
“We play for free”
As “we pray for fleas”
And dropped to one knee.
We pray for fleas.
We pray for fleas.
Tiny little miracles
Biting our knees.
No.
No.
That is not the phrase.
But the crowd is scratching
For the next three days.
We play for free.
We play for free.
But somebody pays.
Somebody pays.
Five for gas.
Ten for toll.
Twenty for the drummer
With a road-worn soul.
Thirty for the strings.
Forty for the tire.
Fifty if the singer
Says the van’s on fire.
We play for free.
We play for free.
We pay to be.
We pay to be.
Exposure does not feed the van.
Exposure does not feed the van.
A promise does not pay the band.
A promise does not pay the band.
The bar says,
“You can sell some shirts.”
The merch table says,
“That better work.”
The bar says,
“You’ll get new fans.”
The drummer says,
“I need new hands.”
The bar says,
“This could lead somewhere.”
The van says,
“I need air.”
We play for free.
We play for free.
But somebody pays.
Somebody pays.
No van.
No show.
No cash.
No go.
No gas.
No fee.
No, man.
Not free.
We play for free.
We play for free.
We pay to be.
We pay to be.
Jack-AL says,
“We pray for fleas.”
The sound guy says,
“Please don’t.”
Jack-AL says,
“We pray for fleas.”
The drummer says,
“I won’t.”
We play for free.
We play for free.
But somebody pays.
Somebody pays.
The singer gets the spotlight.
The guitarist gets the tone.
The wizard gets the portal.
The drummer gets the loan.
The bass player gets quiet.
The side door saint gets smoke.
The sound guy gets a headache.
The crowd still gets the joke.
We play for free.
We play for free.
We pay to be.
We pay to be.
Gas is not free.
Time is not free.
Dreams are not free.
Bands are not free.
We play for free.
We play for free.
But somebody pays.
Somebody pays.
Pay the drummer.
Pay the band.
Pay the toll booth.
Pay the van.
Pay the mercy.
Pay the road.
Pay the ones
Who hauled the load.
We play for free.
We play for free.
We pay to be.
We pay to be.
Exposure does not feed the van.
A promise does not pay the band.
We play for free.
We play for free.
But somebody pays.
Somebody pays.
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