Back in the garage with my bullshit detector    Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective    People ringing up making offers for my life    But I just wanna stay in the garage all night    We're a garage band    We come from Garageland    Meanwhile things are hotting up in the West End alright    Contracts in the offices, groups in the night    My bummin' slummin' friends have all got new boots    An' someone just asked me if the    Group would wear suits    I don't wanna hear about what the rich are doing    I don't wanna go to 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    There's twenty-two singers! But one microphone    Back in the garage there's five guitar players    But one guitar, back in the garage    Complaints! Complaints! Wot an old bag    Back in the garage ...all night