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)