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 in the garage all night We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Meanwhile things are hotting up in the West End, alright Contracts in the offices, groups in the night My bumming slumming friends have all got new boots And someone just asked me if the group would wear suits We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I don't want to hear about what the rich are doing I don't want to go to where, where the rich are going They think they're so clever, they think they're so right But the truth is only known by guttersnipes We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Twenty-two singers, but one microphone Back in the garage Five guitar players, but one guitar Back in the garage Complaints, complaints, what an old bag Back in the garage, back in the garage Back in the garage