Pure Denizen Of The Citizens Band — Frank Black

I want to ask you fellows

Why do you shut me out?

When Ive driven every place that they call land

I talk plain talk

Ive seen the moon sitting on the road

And I dont eat no chateaubriand

And I drive my car

Under same stars

Where the miles are

Come back I demand

Dear gentlemen

Please let me in

I dont know how I can

Make you understand

Im a pure denizen of the citizens band [4x]

Hey friend you know what Id do

If I was making the bucks

Id move into a place

Where all they had was trucks

cause theres one thing I cant stand

Theres one thing that I cannot stand

One thing I cannot stand

Cant stand

Cannot stand

Cant stand