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