Up and down Win or lose We roll the dice In this life we choose And every song Is a magic trick Applause an addiction We just can't kick 22 hours of chaos 2 hours of ecstasy We get paid for the lonely nights Crushing lows, perilous heights We get paid for loading the gear Hearing your voice, your bittersweet tears We wouldn't trade a moment Living out our fantasy 'Cause when we hit that stage (when we hit that stage) Your passion pays our wage And we play for free Broken down East of Buffalo On the road To a sold out show No time to lose We hit the stage It's our history Turn another page If you think that it's a non-stop party Come with us and you will see We get paid for the lonely nights Crushing lows, perilous heights We get paid for loading the gear Hearing your voice, your bittersweet tears We wouldn't trade a moment Living out our fantasy 'Cause when we hit that stage (when we hit that stage) Your passion pays our wage And we play for free There's something 'bout this rush we're feeling We look around we must be dreaming Faces similing, people cheering Suddenly it's worth the miles We get paid for the lonely nights Crushing lows, perilous heights We get paid for loading the gear Hearing your voice, your bittersweet tears We wouldn't trade a moment Living out our fantasy 'Cause when we hit that stage (when we hit that stage) Your passion pays our wage And we play... For free