Sing Roaches sing
Make those groupies swing
We're old enough to know better
But sing Roaches sing.
Mike of Griffin Georgia was playing bass for all the groupie girls to hear
Young was belting out "Help", mixing up words, with a grin from ear to ear.
Go Roaches go
We come to every show
We're broke enough to know better
But go Roaches go
Adam's playing drums, he sings about life in a Yellow Submarine
Fuller's at the mic, singing about all the trees with shaking leaves.
Play Roaches play
You know you make our day
It doesn't get any better
So Play Roaches play
Nine O'Clock round the Roaches, for a concert in the bar
Screams come from the crowds, yelling "Please won't you sing us just one more?!"
Dance Roachfans dance
This could be your chance
Then again, I know better...
But Dance Roachfans dance.
