On the road
Voltaire Lyrics


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On the road
It gets so lonely
Far away from home
Every night I cry myself to sleep
I cry a river of tears
And I lie in this bed
And wish that you were here.
9 AM, there's a call on the phone
My agent says "I know you're not alone.
Kick the girl out, son,
There's a car outside
To take you to the airport."
12 PM, I'm on the plane
The stewardess smiles,
'Cause I remembered her name
She asked, "Where're you going?"
And I told her:
"Honey, you should know that it's all the same."
The suit to my left, he gets all riled,
He says: "You're lucky that your life is wild."
And I said: "Hey Man,
That's just what it's like being on the road."
It gets so lonely
Far away from home
Every night I cry myself to sleep
I cry a river of tears
And I lie in this bed
And wish that you were here.

4 PM, I'm at the club
Checking sound in a dingy pub
Then it's back to the room
Where I drink some wine
And take a nap in the tub
12 AM, I hit the stage
The place is packed
And they're on a rage
I finish up with a lovesong,
Standing in the middle of a rain of thongs
Curtains closed and I hit backstage
I said "You better not be underaged!"
To the girl on my lap while
Everyone's taking their tops off
Everyone's taking their tops off
On the road
It gets so lonely
Far away from home
Every night I cry myself to sleep
I cry a river of tears
And I lie in this bed
And wish that you were here.

Naked girls throw themself at you
And you do things you never thought you'd do
All the champagne that you can drink
Man, it stinks, I tell you, it sucks
Being on the road.
4 AM, There's a knock on the door
The afterparty is in the room next door
Willie tells me that
Hank drank all of the beer,
But they're bringing more.
That's about when I hear the scream,
It's the girls from the pagan bikini team
They're undressed to kill
I hear they're rabid fans
And they aim to please
Johnny says that the party's wild,
I say "I'll be there in a while.
As soon as I finish writing
This stupid postcard,
Writing some girl this postcard."

On the road
It gets so lonely
Far away from home
Every night I cry myself to sleep
I cry a river of tears
And I lie - lie - lie - lie -lie -




Lie - lie - lie - lie - lie - lie
On the road.

Overall Meaning

The song "On the Road" by Voltaire describes the ups and downs of life on the road as a musician. It portrays a scene of loneliness, longing for someone, and the monotony of travelling. The first verse of the song mainly focuses on the loneliness that one feels while being away from their family and loved ones. The singer describes how they cry themselves to sleep every night and wish that their loved one was there with them. The second verse describes the events of a typical day while on tour. The Singer receives a call from their agent, kick out a girl from the room, take a flight, meet people on the plane, soundcheck, and finally perform on stage. The final verse talks about the afterparty, which gets wild and with "naked girls" and "rabid fans" throwing themselves at the singer.


The song "On the road" reflects the lifestyle of a touring musician. It shows how difficult it is to be away from home and loved ones, while also giving a glimpse of the glamorous side of the life of a performer. Through this song, Voltaire highlights the reality of the entertainment industry and its two sides - the glamour and the loneliness.


Line by Line Meaning

On the road
Being away from home touring as a musician


It gets so lonely
Feeling isolated and without companionship


Far away from home
Being in a different location from one's home or family


Every night I cry myself to sleep
Feeling sad and tearful, particularly at night when alone


I cry a river of tears
Crying profusely, with a lot of tears


And I lie in this bed
Resting in the bed provided by the hotel


And wish that you were here.
Longing for the presence of a loved one


9 AM, there's a call on the phone
Receiving a phone call in the morning


My agent says "I know you're not alone.
Being reminded that despite being alone, there are people still looking out for you


Kick the girl out, son,
Telling a woman to leave the hotel room


There's a car outside
Transportation is provided to take the musician to the airport


To take you to the airport."
Traveling to the next destination


12 PM, I'm on the plane
Boarding a plane at midday


The stewardess smiles,
A flight attendant greets the musician with a smile


'Cause I remembered her name
Impressing the flight attendant by remembering her name


She asked, "Where're you going?"
A common question asked by people when traveling


And I told her:
Answering the question posed by the flight attendant


"Honey, you should know that it's all the same."
Reflecting on how touring musicians often visit many different places with little time to explore


The suit to my left, he gets all riled,
A nearby passenger becomes agitated


He says: "You're lucky that your life is wild."
Commenting on the musician's exciting lifestyle


And I said: "Hey Man, That's just what it's like being on the road."
Acknowledging the ups and downs of touring


4 PM, I'm at the club
Arriving at a venue for a performance


Checking sound in a dingy pub
Testing the sound system at a small, dive-like establishment


Then it's back to the room
Returning to the hotel room


Where I drink some wine
Having some wine to relax


And take a nap in the tub
Sleeping in the bathtub as a form of relaxation


12 AM, I hit the stage
Performing in front of an audience at midnight


The place is packed
The venue is crowded with fans


And they're on a rage
The audience is excited and enthusiastic


I finish up with a lovesong,
Concluding the set with a romantic song


Standing in the middle of a rain of thongs
Female audience members throw their underwear onto the stage


Curtains closed and I hit backstage
Going offstage and behind the curtains


I said "You better not be underaged!"
Warning a young woman not to be underage


To the girl on my lap while
Speaking to a woman sitting on the musician's lap


Everyone's taking their tops off
People in the crowd are removing their clothing


Naked girls throw themself at you
Women often become sexually aggressive around musicians


And you do things you never thought you'd do
Musicians may engage in behaviors they would not have before they began touring


All the champagne that you can drink
Free-flowing alcohol is commonly available


Man, it stinks, I tell you, it sucks
Traveling as a musician with frequent partying can be undesirable


4 AM, There's a knock on the door
Someone arrives at the hotel room at four in the morning


The afterparty is in the room next door
A party is taking place adjacent to the musician's hotel room


Willie tells me that Hank drank all of the beer,
Someone delivers news about the status of the partygoers


But they're bringing more.
Additional alcohol will be arriving soon


That's about when I hear the scream,
Noticing a loud noise coming from the neighboring room


It's the girls from the pagan bikini team
A group of female fans have arrived


They're undressed to kill
The women are wearing revealing clothing


I hear they're rabid fans
The women are devoted to the musician


And they aim to please
The women want to make the musician happy


Johnny says that the party's wild,
Another attendee remarks on the craziness of the party


I say "I'll be there in a while.
Delaying attendance to the party


As soon as I finish writing
Pausing to complete some writing activity


This stupid postcard,
Referring to the correspondence being written


Writing some girl this postcard."
Communicating with an individual in a letter


On the road.
Repeating the initial refrain, indicating a return to the touring context




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Comments from YouTube:

Speilbilde

Thanks for uploading this! I love it.

clownbaby

i saw him perform this last night ^_^ actually, though, there was one line he did slightly differently...

FuryOmega

The thing is, he's NOT serious. The song is a parody of all the rock songs complaining about how much it sucks to be a rock star. "Turn The Page" by Bob Seger (and/or Metallica, whatever) would be a good example. Voltaire isn't Jewish, for the record. He's Cuban. He also isn't a country singer; the style is also for the purpose of humor. Thanks for commenting, though!

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