Back in the garage with my bullsh** detector Carbon monoxide makin' sure it's effective People ringin' up makin' offers for my life I just want to stay in the garage all night We're a garage band, oh We come from Garageland, oh Meanwhile things are hottin' 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 (Chorus) I don't want to hear about what the rich are doin' I don't want to go to where, where the rich are goin' They think they're so clever, they think they're so right But the truth is only known by guttersnipes (Chorus) 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! What an old bag Back in the garage Back in the garage Back in the garage