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