The Donner Party - Dollar Ditch

Your set was really rad, the kids went off like mad
But the news I have is bad
He tells me with a sigh, with your portion of the pie
We pay the sound guy
Sell tickets in advance and you might get the chance
To watch your fans slamdance
At fifteen bucks a head on a Wednesday night that's dead
Then they pocket all the bread
We drive around the country, I play guitar and sing
And make less money then a guy at Burger King
It barely covers gas and there's no hope of getting rich
Promoters steal are money, leave us in the dollar ditch
The turnout's kind of low, I thought you guys should know
That I don't promote my show
I hate to be a pest, so a post or two at best
And the bands can do the rest
We thought it would be great to pay bands with a food plate
But you guys showed up too late
Yeah you missed the free cuisine
I hope this doesn't sound to mean
But this town has no metal scene
We drive around the country, I play guitar and sing
And make less money then a guy at Burger King
It barely covers gas and there's no hope of getting rich
We throw all of our money deep inside the dollar ditch
Can I borrow ten bucks?
Man this shit it really sucks
Sometimes it feels like we're just paying to play
You can have a great time and never make a fucking dime
If your ego doesn't get in the way
Fuck that
Beat
A day late and a dollar short
The headline of the scene report
Beat
Tapped out trying to make a buck
The show's shut down your out of luck

Written by:
Ross Snyder

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