Pure Denizen of the Citizens Band Songtext
von Frank Black

I want to ask you fellows
Why do you shut me out?
When I′ve driven every place that they call land

I talk plain talk
I've seen the moon sitting on the road
And I don′t 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 don't know how I can make you understand


I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band
I′m a pure denizen of the citizens band
I′m a pure denizen of the citizens band
I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band

Hey friend, you know what I′d do
If I was making the bucks
Well, I'd move me to a place
Where all they had was trucks

′Cause there's one thing that I can′t stand
There's one thing that I cannot stand
One thing I cannot stand, can't stand
Cannot stand, can′t stand