The Cramps - Songs the Lord Taught Us

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The Cramps - Garbageman

You ain't no punk, you punk
You wanna talk about the real junk?
If I ever slip, I'll be banned
'Cause I'm the garbageman

Well you can't dig me, you can't dig nothin'
Do you want the real thing
Or are you just talkin'?

Do you understand?
I'm the garbageman.

Yeah, somethin' from the garage
And down the driveway
Now get outta your mind
And get outta my way

Now do you understand?
Do you understand? 

Louie, louie, louie, lou-i
The bird's the word and do you know why?
You gotta beat it with a stick
You gotta beat it 'til it's thick
You gotta live until you're dead
You gotta rock 'til you see red

Now do you understand?
Do you understand?
I'm the garbageman
Aw, jump on and ride...

Yeah it's just what you need
When you're down in the dumps
One half hillbilly
And one half punk
Big long legs and one big mouth 
The hottest thing from the north
To come out of the south

Do you understand?
Do you understand?

Whoo, I can't lose
With the stuff I use
And you don't choose no substitutes
So stick out your can
'Cause I'm the garbageman

Louie, louie, louie, lou-i
The bird's the word and do you know why?
You gotta beat it with a stick
You gotta beat it 'til it's thick
You gotta live until you're dead
You gotta rock 'til you see red

Now do you understand?
Do you understand?
Do you understand?
All right, hop off.

Review by Ned Raggett (allmusic)

Continuing the spooked-out and raging snarls of their Gravest Hits EP, the Cramps once again worked with Alex Chilton on the group's full-album debut, Songs the Lord Taught Us. The jacket reads "file under: sacred music," but only if one's definition includes the holy love of rockabilly sex-stomp, something which the Cramps fulfill in spades. Having spent Gravest Hits mostly doing revamps of older material, the foursome tackled a slew of originals like "The Mad Daddy" and "TV Set" this time around, creating one of the few neo-rockabilly records worthy of the name. Years later Songs still drips with threat and desire both, testament to both the band's worth and Chilton's just-right production. "Garbageman" surfaced as a single in some areas, a wise choice given the at-once catchy roll of the song and downright frightening guitar snarls, especially on the solo. The covers of the Sonics' "Strychnine" andBilly Burnette's "Tear It Up" -- not to mention the concluding riff on "Fever" -- all challenge the originals. Interior has the wailing, hiccuping, and more down pat, but transformed into his own breathless howl, while Ivy and Gregory keep up the electric fuzz through more layers of echo than legality should allow. Knox helms the drums relentlessly; instead of punching through arena rock style,Chilton keeps the rushed rhythm running along in the back, increasing the sheer psychosis of it all.

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