Spit
One, two, three, four
Don't watch the band baby watch your feet
You look at us and you might miss the beat
Way at the bar they got nothing to do
If all the customers are watching you
Don't be visual
Just play
Be a robot, baby
Pick up your pay
You hired another band that's just a little weird
Mr. Big is worried over not selling beer
Pleasing customers is not your show
Getting the money is all you know
Don't be visual, baby
Just play
Be a robot, baby
Pick up your pay
You want a band that's a total bore
You never care how fun we are
We don't care if you don't ask us back
People won't hear us is the only drag
Don't be visual, baby
Just play
Be a robot, baby
Pick up your pay
Well all right!
Yeah ladies and gentlemen, this song's a little story that's true to every musician's heart. A lot of club owners don't care how good a band is. All they want is for people to keep going to their bar, buying those cheap, weak mixed drinks and that generic beer. Well, we're just gonna keep acting crazy and giving the customers a little bit of what is fun and what is happy in their lives. Isn't that what rock n roll and grooving is all about? You know what I'm talking about, don't you? Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Ready? One, two, three, four!
Don't watch the band baby watch your feet
You look at us and you might miss the beat
Way at the bar they got nothing to do
If all the customers are watching you
Don't be visual, baby
Just play
Be a robot, baby
Pick up your pay
Pick up your pay
Pick up your pay
Pick up your pay
Pick up your pay