We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Back in the garage Back in the garage with my bullshit detector Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective People ringing up making offers for my life I just want to stay

I need a love to keep me happy Baby, baby keep me happy Happy, baby won't you keep me Well I never kept a dollar past sunset It always burned a hole in my pants Never made a school mama happy Never blew a second chance, oh no Always took candy from

Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way Rub my feet, gimme something to eat Fix me up my favorite treat Honey, I'm back, my head's killing me I need to relax and watch TV Get off the phone, give the dog a bone Hey! Hey!

When you say it like that oh-oh, oh-oh Break my bed, don't make me wanna stay Oh-oh, oh-oh Don't doubt me babe You make me wanna change Got me falling right back oh-oh, oh-oh (hmm) Let me fuck you right back oh-oh, oh-oh (hmm) Bite me babe, you make me

I went downtown to see milady She stood me up and I stood there waiting But it'll be all right when The Morning Comes Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair I've got nowhere to go, so I can go anywhere And it'll be all right when the Morning

I just shot a man down In central station Rum bum bum bum, rum bum bum bum, rum bum bum bum Oh mama, mama, mama 'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him Coulda been somebody's son And I took his heart when I pulled out that gun

And that's how it works It's how you get the girl, girl, oh I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever (Ever and ever) (Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)

I'm just a traveler on this earth Sure as my heart's behind the pocket of my shirt I'll just keep rolling till I'm in the dirt 'Cause I'm a traveler, oh, I'm a traveler I couldn't tell you honey, I don't know Where I'm going but I've got to go 'Cause

And loving you so, so, so, so I don't wanna know Who's taking you home, home, home, home I don't wanna know, know, know, know The way I used to love you, oh Are you happy now? The way I used to love you, no And the more I drink the more I think about you

Go go. Go Johnny go Johnny B. Goode Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode That never ever learned to