This is a song-fic about Ned the roadie, the least appreciated character on So Weird. Seriously, no one actually pays attention to this guy, but if he was gone, the whole tour would be screwed. Tune: "Fuel" by Metallica.
Disclaimer: I do not own "So Weird", that's Disney's job (if I did, Annie would never have existed), nor do I own Metallica (who would want to own Lars Olrick anyway?). Well, that said, on with the songfic.

Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Ooh!

Hi, I'm Ned, and I'm the roadie for the Molly Philips Tour. That means I drive a bus.

Turn on...I see red
Adrenaline crash & crash my head
Nitro Junkie, Paint me dead
And I see red

I like to drive fast. I didn't get that Class C liscense for nothing.

One hundred plus through Black and White
War Horse, Warhead
f*** 'Em Man, white knuckles tight
Through Black & White

My bus is my friend. When I drive, I am one with the vehicle. The road is mine.

Ohhh, On I Burn,
Fuel is pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose & clean

I rev my engine, and all the cars stay out of my way. I'm tough.

And I burn,
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

I'm like one of those bikers, no one messes with me, cause I'm a bus driver.

So Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,

Hey

But you know, nobody appreciates what I do for this tour. If it wasn't for me, they would be stuck at home and the bus would have never left the parking lot. It's time those people paid attention to me. I'm going to do something that will make sure they never ignore me again.

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the crome
Yeah!

This is it...I'm ready to drive off a cliff, I just went through the railing. This will be on every front page tomorrow.

Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, Headlines
Another Junkie lives too fast
Yeah lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh-aye

I jump out of the bus just as it falls off the cliff. So, you thought you could do without a bus driver, hmmm?? Now you guys will have to walk!

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And On I burn
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire

No one will ever ignore me again. I'm tough. I'm a roadie.

Yeah-Heah

White Knuckle Tight!
(solo)

Gimmie Fuel.... On I burn, on and on
Gimmie Fire.... On I burn, on and on
My Desire....

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

I drive a bus. I'm a rebel!!!

And I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh

On I Burn!