[Verse 1]
Tank full, open road
Sat nav programmed, let's go
Speakers scream, siamese dream
The conversation flows
[Chorus]
And we are miles away
From the place where we're playing
We won't abide by the law
We are lads on tour
[Verse 2]
Poor diet, no sleep
Queue at the merch, ten deep
Really tired, grubby guys
Making memories to keep
[Chorus]
And we are miles away
From the place where we're playing
We won't abide by the law
We are lads on tour
[Verse 3]
And we're going to play the roof off the venue
And I'm going to sing until my lungs collapse
There's nothing more that I want in this moment
This is my calling, so I'll answer it
[Chorus]
And we are miles away
From the place where we're playing
We won't abide by the law
We are lads on tour