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