Thinkin' about the times I was in my band
Thinkin' everyone around, it was grand
And I've been thinkin' 'bout goin' solo, get a new band

I told them not to wander 'round the venue
I told them they'd get lost, all my band and crew
And I told them that I needed them or I'd be alone

So they told me that the lights go on and off
And the fog machine will make you cough
And I told the band I'd be alone, they scoffed
Alone I'll have to do this show
Yes, alone I'll have to do this show

Get here, get here, get here
Now, now, now
Now, now, now

The concert is more boring by myself
I wish that this happened to someone else
And I'd rather be at home making a new shelf

Where is my band?
Where is my band?
Where is my band?
Where is my band?