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The Truck Drivers' Anthem

geekay

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About

A group of truck drivers has the same quirks every day. They start their workday at two in the morning. Simon is more preoccupied with the electronic gadgets on his new truck than with the actual driving. His brother sleeps three hours every day, and no one can reach him by phone. Andy always drives too fast, but is surprised by the constant stream of traffic tickets. Markus brings half the load back with him; without a GPS, he’s lost, but even with one, he’s still lost. George is still new to the company; he used to be a bus driver, and now he talks to himself while driving the truck. Jerry is glad he’s still allowed to drive an old truck—he’s driven over a million miles in his rig—and he complains every day about the manufacturers’ new “toy trucks,” which are crammed full of electronics like a video game console. But somehow, they all enjoy their jobs and drive several hundred miles every day to visit customers, until they all get back home on Friday.

Lyrics

Verse 1

Two in the morning, start the day again

Simon's with his truck but he's not drivin' it

He's too busy playing with his electronic gadgets

Ain't no stopping him

Verse 2

His brother sleeps three hours every day

You can never get him on his phone

Andy, he can never keep his speed down

And it always comes as a surprise

When those traffic tickets start a-flyin'

Chorus

But we do this every day

We all go our own way

We drive several hundred miles a day

To visit all the customers

Somehow, we all enjoy our jobs

And we do it every day

And we all get home again on Friday

Verse 3

Markus always brings back half his load

Without his GPS, he gets lost

He's got his GPS, but he still gets lost

Ain't no stopping him

Verse 4

George is still new here at the company

He used to drive the city bus

Now he drives a truck and he talks to himself

And he's glad to be among us

Chorus

And we do this every day

We all go our own way

We drive several hundred miles a day

To visit all the customers

Somehow, we all enjoy our jobs

And we do it every day

And we all get home again on Friday

Verse 5

Jerry, he's just glad they let him drive that old truck

A million miles, yeah, he's done that in his rig

He complains every day about the toy trucks

That the manufacturer's builds

Verse 6

It's like a video game console

Full of electronics and gadgets

But Jerry, he's happy to be drivin'

Ain't no stopping him

Chorus

'Cause we do this every day

We all go our own way

We drive several hundred miles a day

To visit all the customers

Somehow, we all enjoy our jobs

Yeah, we do it every day

Yeah, we all get home again on Friday

And we do this every day

We all go our own way

We drive several hundred miles a day

To visit all the customers

Somehow, we all enjoy our jobs

And we do it every day

And we all get home again on Friday

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