Garbageman

You ain't no punk, you punk You wanna talk about the real junk? If I ever said S#!@ I'd be banned Cos' I'm the Garbageman Well, you can't dig me You can't dig nothin' Do you want the real thing Or are you just talkin'? Do you understand? I'm the Garbageman Well, it's up from the garage And down the driveway Now get out of your mind Or get out of my way Now do you understand? Now do you understand? Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-I The birds the word and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick You gotta beat it til' its thick You gotta live until you're dead You've got to rock til' you see red Now do you understand? Now do you understand? I'm the Garbageman Yeah, It's just what you need when you're down in the dumps One half hillbilly and one half punk Eight long legs One big mouth The hottest from the North to come out of the South Do you understand? Do you understand? Hoo! I can't lose with the stuff I use And you don't choose no substitute So stick out your can Cos' I'm the Garbageman Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-I The birds the word and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick You gotta beat it til' its thick You gotta live until you're dead You've got to rock til' you see red Now do you understand? Hmmm? Do you understand? Do you understand? Alright, now go! (Pick it up, man)