The Cramps

You ain't no punk, you punk.
You wanna talk about the real junk?
If I ever said (BEEP) I'd be banned
'Cause I'm your garbageman.

Well if 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 your garbageman.

Yeah, now it's up from the garage and down the driveway.
Now get outta your mind or get outta my way.
Now do you understand? Do you understand?
Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i
The bird's the word, and do you know why?
You gotta beat it with a stick.
You gotta beat it 'til it's thick.
You gotta live until you're dead.
You gotta rock 'til you see red.
Now do you understand?
Do you understand?
I'm your garbageman.

Aw, dump that on mine...

Yeah it's just what you need when you're down in the dumps.
One half hillbilly and one half punk.
Eight long legs and one big mouth.
The hottest thing from the north to come out of the south.
Do you understand?
Do you understand?

Whoo, I can't lose with the stuff I use,
And you don't choose no substitutes.
So stick out your can
'Cause I'm your garbageman.

Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i
The bird's the word, and do you know why?
You gotta beat it with a stick.
You gotta beat it 'til it's thick.
You gotta live until you're dead.
You gotta rock 'til you see red.
Now do you understand?
Hmmmm?
Do you understand?
Do you understand?
All right, now go!

Here we come, we're coming fast
All the others are in the past
Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye
We're the green fuz

We're not too fast, we're not too slow
Come along baby to see where we go
Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye
We're the green fuz

We're coming fast and I'll tell you why
Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye
Here we come baby and you'd better run
We're the green fuz

We're coming fast, I'll tell you why
Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye
Here we come baby and you'd better run
We're the green fuz
Here we come baby and you'd better run
We're the green fuz
Here we come baby and you'd better run
We're the green fuz

When the sun goes down, and the moon comes up
I turn into a teenage goo goo muck
Yeah, I cruise through the city and i roam the street
Looking for something that is nice to eat
You better duck
When I show up...
The goo goo muck.

I'm the night headhunter looking for some head
With a way out body underneath that head
Well I'll get you baby with a little luck
'Cuz i'm teenage tiger and a goo goo muck
You better duck
When I show up...
The goo goo muck

Yeah, the city is a jungle and I'm a beast
I'm a teenage tiger looking for a feast
I want the most but i'll take the least
'Cuz i'm a goo goo muck tiger and a teenage beast, yeah...
You'd better duck, you motherfuck!

...The goo goo muck.

Roll on
Rock on
Raw Bones
Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these
Rockin' Bones

I wanna leave a happy memory when I go
I wanna leave something to let the whole world know
That the rock in roll daddy has-a done passed on
But my bones will keep a-rockin' long after I've gone

Roll on
Rock on
Raw Bones
Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these
Rockin' Bones

Well when I die don't you bury me at all
Just nail my bones up on the wall
Beneath these bones let these words be seen:
"This is the bloody gears of a boppin' machine"

Roll on
Rock on
Raw Bones
Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these
Rockin' Bones

I ain't a-worried about tomorrow, just a-thinkin' 'bout tonight
My bones are gettin' restless, gonna do it up right
A few more times around the hardwood floor
Before we turn off the lights and close the door

Roll on
Rock on
Raw Bones
Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these
Rockin' Bones

Voodoo
Voodoo
Voodoo
Voodoo
The night came down
The sky turned black
The jungle drum beat
The natives back
The voodoo idol stepped forward from the crowd
Lightning split the sky and thunder shook the ground

He had coal black hair
And laser eyes
His pale white skin
Against the darkened skies
Seemed to say that the wind was at his call
Then a silence fell as the Idol said nothing at all

And then he raised his hands
The night stood still
He looked around at the crowd until
The voodoo doctor gave him a guitar
Then they all bowed down
In the light of the voodoo star
And it sounded like this

And there he passed
Through their hungry lips
His holy blessed sacrament
He spoke no words
But they all knew what it meant
Yeah he rolled on the ground
And he danced while reading his hands

Yeah and then he rolled his eyes
And sang from his heart
The jungle creatures
From near and far
Came to lose their minds under his spell
And then what happened next to this day no one will tell
He sang voodoo
Voodoo voodoo voodoo
He sang voodoo
Voodoo voodoo voodoo

What I don't know
Can never hurt me
I live a life
That's working for me
What i respect
You just can't see
What you expect
I'll never be

Primitive
That's how I live
Primitive
I take what you give
'Cause I love and I live
Primitive

The things I do
You'd never try
What I get free
You have to buy
I'm proud of my life
But don't ask me why
'Cause if i told ya,
I'd probably...

Primitive
That's how I live
Primitive
I take what you give
'Cause I love and I live
Primitive

Primitive
That's how I live
Primitive
I take what you give
'Cause I love and I live
Primitive

Hey man!
Fourth floor!
Caveman!
Last door!

Cave train
Downtown
Caveman
Get down!

Uh, look man,
Make tool!
Caveman
No fool!

Beat rock!
Hunt meat!
Caveman
Rock beat!

Caveman
Say "ooh!"
Caveman
Say "ooh!"
Caveman
Say "ooh, ooh!"
Caveman
Say "ooh!"

Rape!

Do the hammer lock!
Do the hammer lock!
Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks!
Do the hammer lock!
Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks!
Everybody's doing it!

Do the eye gouge!
Do the eye gouge!
Now do the eye gouge, you turkey necks!
Now do the eye gouge!
Do the eye gouge you, turkey necks!
Everybody's doing it!

All right, you turkey necks! I wanna teach you how to do the Crusher! And if you don't learn it now, I'm gonna getcha in the ring!

Now first you take your fist,
And you put it on your waist,
Then you squeeze your partner's head
Until she's blue in the face!

Yeah do the crusher!
Do the crusher!
Do the crusher, you turkey necks!
Do the crusher!
Do the crusher, you turkey necks!
Everybodys doing it!

Let me give you some advice
Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk
Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk
You don't need it
So don't eat it
No don't eat stuff off the sidewalk
No matter how good it looks
You better go by the book
Leave it there
Don't you dare
Eat stuff off the sidewalk
No don't eat stuff out of garbage either or you know what'll happen to you?
It's true you don't need no money
Ah but you'll sure look funny
On your knees, begging please
You better leave your mouth at home

I've got a black skin suit
Alligator shoes
Now I found success
And I paid my dues

Well everything is fine
But I can't find my mind

I've got a crystal ball
And a divining rod
Magnifying glass
And a pack of dogs

I looked up my sign
But I can't find my mind

I called the law
Hired a private eye
Turned in an APB
With the FBI

No matter what I do
I still can't find a clue
That's right

I don't know what to think
I've looked every place
Where is the missing link ?
That was behind my face ?
There's only one thing to do

Far away in Africa
They all come from near and far
Rock all night and never stop
Dancin' to the jungle hop

Take the skins of 10 giraffes
For one beat-up phonograph
Now they dance and do the bop
They rock all night to jungle hop

Rock!

Under jungle stars above
All night make jungle love
Have a ball and blow their tops
They rock all night to jungle hop

Don't hang up
Don't hang up
Don't hang up
Under the wires
Somewhere out there

If I could just get in touch
If I could just get in touch
Disconnected connections
Misdirected directions
It gets so very hard
It gets so very hard
Dial tone degredation
Uncontrolled aggravation

I got too many hang ups
I got too many hang ups
What colour panties are you wearing
What colour panties are you wearing
What colour panties are you wearing
And how long have you been wearing them

I let my fingers do the walking
To find out to whom I am talking
When they see me in your gee
You're gonna hear from me
You're gonna hear from me

I ain't got no choice
You're gonna know my voice
Twins wire desire
Recieve her ire
I'm gonna cut you off
I'm gonna cut you off
And if you think i'm sick
And if you think i'm sick
Click. aaaaaa.......

Oh my, oh me
What in the world's come over me?
I'm seeing things that I should never see!
Spiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheese!
What in the world's come over me?
I've lost touch with reality!
Reality!
Reality!
Reality!

Oh my, oh me
The dead walk the angry sea!
Vampire lesbos are after me!
I'm coming unhinged, weak in the knees!
I'm floating away from reality!
Reality!
Reality!
Reality!

Hear the wind whistle through my noggin,
"Palisades Park" by Freddy Cannon.
Ride the void to outer space,
Pull my eyeballs right out of my face!
A world of leatherwork and rubber ashtrays!
Beautiful gardens and all kinds of games
Oh, I've had way too much of me,
And now I can't get back to reality!
Reality!
Reality!
Reality!
Reallllllllllll...

That's enough.

(fade out)
(fades back in)
(played backwards: "If I said this in English, this record company would turn into a parking lot.")

You know, music sure sounds better than it used to.

(This one's dedicated to all you Gucci bag carriers out there, it's call "You Got Good Taste!")

Boo!

I got this stuff on the tip of my tongue
Chandeliers light up the pictures you hung
Whoooo! You got good taste!
Whoo, baby, good taste!
Ah, you got good taste,
Oh, baby, good taste!

Well, you got a big vase,
Tomato paste,
But one thing, babe, you gotta face
Oooooh, and that's good taste!
Hey! Good taste!
Well, I mean good taste!
Baby-baby-baby good taste!

Well, you got good taste, and I ain't dumb
Ah, ooh-wee baby, a-yum-yum-yum!
Ah-oooooooh, you got good taste!
Good taste!
Ooh, you got good taste!
My baby, good taste!
(Uh, both of 'em.)

You got good taste.
You got good taste.
You, come here,
Sit on my...lap.
You know I know where it's at...

Ooooh, you got good taste!
Whoo, baby good taste!
Yummy yummy good taste!
Baby-baby-baby good taste!

Whoo!
You musta snagged somethin' in them fishnet stockings,
You got something I can put my heart in!
You got good taste!
That's right! Good taste!
Hoooo! You got good taste!
Baby-baby-baby good taste!

Well, you got good taste.
Yeah, you got good taste.
Huh-huh-huh
Baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste.
Baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste.
And a-baby, baby, baby, it's all over the place.
Oh, baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste.
Ho!

Well, how do you keep a moron
In wighat suspense?
I'll tell you that later,
But first I'll tell you this...
Ah, hoo!
(screaming) Hoo!

Well now Willy tore his hair out
And Sally grew a beard
Vince went apeshit
And cut off his ears
Ruby went to town
Completely upside down
Sally spilled some powder
And had a tantrum in her gown
She went hoo!
(screaming) Hoo!

Well my mama had twin babies
On one sweet summer day
She beat one in the head
And I'm the one that got away
Protected by my wighat
And my Frederick's snakeskin pants
I rode my horse to Hollywood
And did a wondrous dance
I went hoo!
(screaming) Hoo!

Well, great jumpin' catfish
Do the limbo on my face
But no one seems to notice
When my wighat is in place
My wighat lifts me higher
Than I've ever been before
You can go and buy yours
At all better wighat stores
Just ask for hoo!
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

Yeah, they wear them in Exotica
When they get the blues
They voted them the best
When worn with matching shoes
It's the call of the wighat
That brought you to this place
It's just a big, fat,
Hairy fashion race
Yeah, hoo!
(screaming) Hoo!

Well, I trained a dinosaur
For the prehistoric stage
But the discovery of the wighat
Is what made me the rage
Now some things come,
And some things have gone,
But wighats are forever
Yeah, they just go on and on
And on and hoo!
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

But I can still hear Mama callin',
"Junior! Git home!
What's got into you?
What's that on your dome?"
It's the call of the wighat
It's the modern age taboo
For they forever separate
The old from the new
Yeah, hoo!
(trilling) Hoo!

Bye bye!
Bye bye, wighat!
Bye bye, wighat!
Bye bye, you big fat...

If you want wild livin' fast
And if you want to end up givin' your all
That's because
Pussycat, she's livin' reckless
Pussycat, she's ridin' high
If you think that you can take her
Well, just you try

It's that she doesn't see
What's wrong for my
She's running fast and free
Child of the night

In her life there'll be no time for love
You'll never take her, make up your mind
You will find
Pussycat, she's livin' reckless
Pussycat, she's ridin' high
If you think that you can take her
Well, just you try

It's that she doesn't see
What's wrong from right
She's running fast and free
Child of the night

In her life there'll be not ime for love
You'll never take her, make up your mind
You will find
Pussycat, she's livin' reckless
Pussycat, she's ridin' high
If you think that you can take her
Well, just you try
Yeah just you try
Yeah come on and try
Come on and come on and try
Come on and try

Well, I don't know about art, but I know what I like
I'll be a-surfin' in a swamp on a Saturday night
Well, I've been to the mountain and it's just a big hill
I guess I'm nuthin' but a gorehound, born to thrill
The devil gets dizzy at the stuff I dig
I go crazy, and crazy, 'til I flip my lid

'Cuz
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
All I ever do is go around
'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound

Well, ain't it nice to be nice when you can't be nice?
Oooh, gee, you're swell as hell, pussycats on ice
Well, the devil with a blue dress, blue dress on
I go crazy and crazy, goin' goin' gone
Well, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Easy come, easy go, ain't no big fuss

'Cuz
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
All I ever do is go around
'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound

Oh, no, no...

Well, I don't know about art, but I know what I like
I'll be a-surfin' in yer blood on Saturday night
Yeah, the devil with a blue dress, blue dress on
I go crazy and crazy, goin' goin' gone
Yeah, the devil with a blue dress, blue dress on
I go crazy and crazy, goin' goin' gone

'Cuz
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
All I ever do is go around
'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound

I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound
I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound

(Stick that knife in the crimson jimson and twist, Peppermint Lounge.)