Garbage Picker Songtext
von The Beltones

Got a couple of loans, sir
I′m past due on my borrowed time
I really wish I could make good
But I blew it on rosé and wine
I tried to write him a letter
But the ink in my pen ran dry
I think you're lying in me
I′d bloody better fucking die than try

'Cause I never wanna be some kind of garbage picker
I really thought I'd be something by now
I don′t wanna be no garbage picker
I think I know somebody who can help me work it out


Came bustin′ my door down
When I was trying to catch a little peace
And he said, "Well, you know, now the rain's all right
It′s when you're fast asleep"
He said he wanted to talk
So I told him that talk was cheap
But he kicked me in the head, then he dropped my baby
And now I′m too sick to speak

'Cause I never wanna be some kind of garbage picker
I really thought I′d be something by now
I don't wanna be no garbage picker
I think I know somebody who can help me work it out

Collected all my ways of ad-lib
And I went to get a bite to eat
'Cause she bought me a sandwich
And it tasted just fine to me
I took a look around the diner
And all the people just point and laugh
I guess that I′m the only one that didn′t know
That she put her finger right in his ass

I never wanna be some kind of garbage picker
I really thought I'd be something by now
I don′t wanna be no garbage picker
I think I know somebody who can help me work it out


I don't wanna, I don′t wanna be no, be no
I don't wanna, I don′t wanna be no, be no
I don't wanna, I don't wanna be no, be no
I don′t wanna, I don′t wanna be no, be no
I don't wanna be no
I don′t wanna be no
I don't wanna be no motherfuckin′ garbage picker
I don't wanna be no
I can′t fucking be no
Goddamn