Quick Buck Lyrics

Watching the train going down the line

I wonder which way will it go

Spinning my wheels, going round and round

Not too much to show

Kicking a can down the road

Scratching that itch, digging that hole

Wasting away with my thumb in the wind

One foot in the door,

I'll squeeze the other one in

Making the rounds in the old pickup truck

Your garbage is out

I could use a few bucks

You get a dollar a pound for aluminum cans

In the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

You want a short cut around some hard luck

You just need a quick buck

Just need a quick buck

Just need a quick buck

He's got bicycle wheels and alternators

Old lawn mowers and radiators

Iron stoves, wire hangers

He's got filling tanks filled up with carburetors

He's got license plates, tire weights

Rail road spikes from cargo freights

Rusted locks, engine blocks

I hope you got your Tetanus shot for

Bailing wire, broken pliers, nuts and bolts and

Beat up tires

Copper cobalt iron steel

Let's pile it up and make a deal

Let's make a deal

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn

In the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn

In the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn

In the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn

In the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

You want a short cut around some hard luck

You just need a quick buck

Just need a quick buck

Just need a quick buck