Walk into the hall... promoter hasn't called 

We laugh at what they call the house P.A. 

Battered and frayed, we won't sound good today 

Later on we find we don't get paid 

You'd think that it's enough to make any one band quit 

But that's just the least of the shit we'll find 

We still gotta rock never the less 

It's what we do best 

I wonder how many gigs before we Break The Camels Back 

Now we've seen almost four years of laughs and flats and tears 

Hope I never see the day we Break The Camels Back 

You can see why all the good bands fall apart 

The scene rips a hole in your heart 

Someday there won't be an underground to play 

You sit and watch communication fade away! 

Restore!

Don't piece together what's already broke. 

Remember that glue never holds. 

The same that goes down for all the shit that goes down 

The assholes that bring us all down, shouldn't come around. 

But we still keep the faith that love prevails over hate 

Hope I never see the day we Break The Camels Back

Gotta lotta songs to play before we throw it away 

Hope I never see the day we Break The Camels Back

You can see why all the good bands fall apart 

The scene rips a hole in your heart 

Someday there won't be an underground to play 

You sit and watch ??communication fade away!?? 

Restore!

Blackball the straws that break all our backs 

Don't feed the fire with attention 

Denied at the door or thrown off the floor... 

For tension we don't need no more! 

Break The Camels Back!

Break The Camels Back!

Break The Camels Back!