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 molasses 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 molasses 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