Another town, another place
Another girl, another face
Another truck, another raceI'm eating junk, feeling bad
Another night, I'm going mad
My woman's leaving, I feel sadBut I just love the life I lead
Another beer is what I need
Another gig my ears bleedWe are the Road CrewAnother town, I've left behind
Another drink, completely blind
Another hotel, I can't findAnother backstage pass for you
Another tube of super glue
Another border to get throughI'm driving like a maniac
Driving my way to hell and back
Another room a case to packWe are the Road CrewAnother hotel, we can burn
Another screw, another turn
Another Europe map to learnAnother truck, stop on the way
Another game, that I can play
Another word, I learn to sayAnother plastic, customs post
Another bloody, foreign coast
Another set of scars to boastWe are the Road Crew