You´re not passing through
Well who the fuck are you

I´m off stage
Don´t have a lot to say
But the party starts anyway
We get into a fight
About the show tonight
It´s easy to ruin my day
Oh no knocking on the door
And she´s got a lot to say
You end up in our dressing room
You fill us up with crap
This shit won´t go away

Oh no someone´s at the door
I have never seen you before
You say you´re on the guestlist
You gotta get through
Well who the fuck are you

Another day
Another gig to play
I gotta go get away
I´m in the dressing room
People having fun
That´s about to change
Oh no knocking on the door
I´ve never met you before
You come into our dressing room
You talk a lot of shit
Can´t take it no more