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 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 Explain Request ×

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