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 Now the seats are all empty. Let the roadies take the stage. 
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 Pack it up and tear it down. 
 
 They're the first to come and the last to leave, 
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 working for that minimum wage. 
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 They'll set it up in another town. 
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 Tonight the people were so fine. They waited there in line. 
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 And when they got up on their feet, they made the show. 
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 And that was sweet. But I can hear the sound 
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 of slamming doors and folding chairs, 
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 that's a sound they'll never know. 
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 Now, roll them cases out and lift them amps. 
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 Haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps, 
 
 'cause when it comes to moving me, 
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 you know you guys are the champs. 
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 But when that last guitar's been packed away, 
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 you know that I still want to play. 
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 So just make sure you've got it all set to go