Land of Garage

I’m needy and I don’t know what to eat tomorrow
I roam the streets, a proud cat with no tail or fur
Do you need that thing in that hand?
Do you need the food in your mouth?
I’m a handy dandy walking recycling machine,
So better feed me feed me feed me before I feed myself

Oh, hey, hey, I’m a hobo from Garage land
But Mr. Hobo can’t find his way back
Oh, hey, hey, I’m a hobo from Garage land
But Mr. Bum can’t find his way back

Garage garage, where are you now?
I miss your paint cans and the things I used to eat there
Garage garage, where are you now?
People don’t believe me when I tell them about you
Life in black and a gourmet with no taste
Garage garage, I miss the old days
When the old woman let me sleep under the car

I’m needy and I don’t know what to wear tomorrow
I roam the abandoned buildings, a wolf with no pack
I feast my eyes on flies and shit, it’s a piece of art you fucker
Do you need that thing in your hand? I could use it
Do you need the food in your mouth? I could swallow it
Do you need the clothes on your body? I could burn them
I’m a handy dandy walking recycling machine
Feed me feed me feed me with garbage and I’ll eat it gladly
I’m a handy dandy walking killing machine
If I catch you tonight I’ll fuck the senses out of you

Oh, hey, hey, I’m Mr. Hobo from Garage land
But Mr. Hobo doesn’t know the way back
Oh, hey, hey, my name is Mr. Hobo from Garbage Garage Land
And Mr. Hobo doesn’t want to find his way back

Garage garage, where are you now?
I used to fuck myself at the dead of the night in there
Garage garage, where are you now?
I think I shouldn’t have walked that street down the other night
Perhaps I shouldn’t have killed Miss Old Woman the other night
Garage garage, I miss the old days
I miss the exhaust pipe