You ain't no punk, you punk You wanna talk about the real junk? If I ever said, 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 Big 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 Here it comes now
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? Hmm? Do you understand? Do you understand? All right, now go!
