[Chorus: Commanding carnival-road male lead, commanding, full chest, shouted] Put your shoulder on it, the road ain't done Truck stop dead but the band still run Push it, push it to the setting sun Put your shoulder on it, the road ain't done [Verse 1: Commanding carnival-road male lead, commanding, fast] Carnival Tuesday and the sun going down Biggest band on the road coming into town Thousand people jumping behind the music truck Iron men beating brake drums like they beating up luck Feathers on the aunties and the paint on the youth Every speaker on the truck telling all of them the truth Then right at the stage, by the judges' stand Engine cough twice, and it die where it land Speakers go quiet and the whole road stop Driver with his head on the wheel, on the top Judges looking down with the pens in the air Thousand people breathing and the music not there [Chorus: Commanding carnival-road male lead, commanding, full chest, shouted] Put your shoulder on it, the road ain't done Truck stop dead but the band still run Push it, push it to the setting sun Put your shoulder on it, the road ain't done [Bridge: Commanding carnival-road male lead, truck heave, calling the whole band to push, then the sound system comes back] Everybody to the back, put your hands on the steel Feathers and the iron men, weight on the wheel On the heave, heave, heave, move it slow Inch by inch till the engine catch and go [Verse 2: Commanding carnival-road male lead, commanding, faster] Ten feet, twenty, and the iron still ring Thirty feet, the aunties starting to sing Forty feet, the driver turning the key Fifty, and the engine coughing up free Then the bass come back like a striking match Thousand people jumping and they don't detach Judges standing up and the pens on the floor Never seen a band push a truck before Wheels on the road and the speakers on full Carnival Tuesday and we pulling the pull [Final Chorus: Commanding carnival-road male lead, commanding, full chest, shouted, full band] Put your shoulder on it, the road ain't done Truck stop dead but the band still run Push it, push it to the setting sun Put your shoulder on it, the road ain't done [Outro: Commanding carnival-road male lead, commanding, the band rides the last bar out and the iron rings and fades] Road ain't done Shoulder on it, all of we Road ain't done [End]
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