Walk into the hall... promoter hasn't called We laugh at what they call the house P.A. Battered and frayed, we won't sound good today Later on we find we don't get paid You'd think that it's enough to make any one band quit But that's just the least of the shit we'll find We still gotta rock never the less It's what we do best I wonder how many gigs before we Break The Camels Back Now we've seen almost four years of laughs and flats and tears Hope I never see the day we Break The Camels Back You can see why all the good bands fall apart The scene rips a hole in your heart Someday there won't be an underground to play You sit and watch communication fade away! Restore! Don't piece together what's already broke. Remember that glue never holds. The same that goes down for all the shit that goes down The assholes that bring us all down, shouldn't come around. But we still keep the faith that love prevails over hate Hope I never see the day we Break The Camels Back Gotta lotta songs to play before we throw it away Hope I never see the day we Break The Camels Back You can see why all the good bands fall apart The scene rips a hole in your heart Someday there won't be an underground to play You sit and watch ??communication fade away!?? Restore! Blackball the straws that break all our backs Don't feed the fire with attention Denied at the door or thrown off the floor... For tension we don't need no more! Break The Camels Back! Break The Camels Back! Break The Camels Back!