F.O.D.

Crew You

F.O.D.


They were the ones who came and conquered first
They saw the highs and the lows, the pathetic and the worse
Travelled for miles, fearless at times
There when no one cared

None could be the same
The closest to the flame

Crew you, crew you
We bow our heads for everything you do
Crew you, crew you
Solid, fair and true

They must have heard it all a thousand times
Knowing the old ones and witnessing a new one in its prime
Drink, bounce, party hard, delirium within reach
They will be the last around

None could be the same
Essential they became
There's a hole where once a bear's head used to be
And a very well-trained air drum machine

Crew you, crew you
We bow our heads for everything you do
Crew you, crew you
Solid, fair and true