The Fall - Junk Man lyrics

Nah nah nah nah... Tolerance is not a virtue Junk man, lend a hand Help me clear this track Light a match, burn it up Turn it into ash Junk man, lend a hand Help me clear this crap Light a match, turn it up Turn it into ash Give me back the mola**es you took from my sugar Give me back the white of my bread Give me back the alcohol you took out my bitter I want to see it in every pint Junk man, lend a hand Help me clear this stretch Light a match, burn it up Turn it into ash Burn it into ash Take back the mola**es you took from my sugar Take back the white from my bread Take back the hung combs you took from my honey I want to see it in every You can't have it all You can't have it all Junk man, lend a hand Help me clear this track Light a match, burn it up Turn it into ash Turn it into ash Dah dah dah dah... And tolerance is not a virtue For hog man's dirty groundhog Junk man, lend a hand Help me clear this strip Give me back the Vitamin see you took from my orange I want to see it in every bowl But you can't have it all And you can't have it all Junk man, lend a hand