Junk Freak [alternate version]

Lyrics

Ow, ow, ow, ow, oww! We're not the Titanics, and we're not the Voodoo Dolls We're not Bullet LaVolta, and we ain't the 8 Balls We're not as famous as the Two Saints or the Bags Oh hey, we used to be the Queers, but we ain't no fags I keep hoping you'll wake up, you losers Use what's left of your brain You don't have to tell me how great you are You stupid, stupid, stupid kid You junk freak Yeah, junk freak Junk freak Yeah, yeah, yeah, junk freak Well, this guitar wasn't paid for by my mom and my dad I'm not a college boy in a band, pretending that I'm bad See I'm a loser, a punk, and a bonehead just like you In my jacket and my jeans thinking I'm so cool I keep hoping you'll wake up, you losers Use what's left of your brain You don't have to tell me how great you are You stupid, stupid, stupid kid You junk freak Yeah, junk freak Ow, ow, ow, junk freak Yeah, yeah, yeah, junk freak Owwww, whoo! [Guitar solo] Yeah The Cowboy Junkies used to be a pain in my brain Some more pretentious losers playing "Sweet Jane" We're not as famous as the Lemonheads or Gang Green And we are the [?] I keep hoping you'll wake up, losers Use what's left of your brain You don't have to tell me how great you are You stupid, stupid, stupid kid You junk freak Yeah, junk freak Junk freak Yeah, yeah, yeah, junk freak Oww, junk freak Yeah, junk freak Junk freak You junk freak Ow, ow, ow, junk freak Yeah, yeah, yeah, junk freak Oww, junk freak...