Album: Hear My Music
I am your trash man-
Throw out all your trash today-
Clean out your mind today-
Please pass the weed
and please take some heed
Take your fast glass guns and
throw them away
There he goes, Hey
I just the Gypsy Bandit
Gypsy talk-
She has been here 3 times and
the 4th time, she was emptied in from
the mouth of a Bottle
Seems like I seen you somewhere before-
And her dog named pig had a red
neck shaped just like a cracker
dipped in rot hole
Address 3rd trash can from the
left Thats where Ill be-
Just take all your blues
and throw them at my feet
-Oh Thats What Friends Are For
Yes I sing the blues for me and you
Let me do changes and come back
and tell you So it wont be so hard
when its time for you to go through
Anything is possible after an
embarrassing situation-
And once you take but all that
rubbish and hate and-
load it on my truck
But dont make me work late-
I am your trashman-
And dont forget I also want
to live- not just survive-
I aint your Black Slave- Just
because I just might try to
wash out your mind- Its up to
your friend-
To get up off your rusty behind
And please pass me the peace weed,
and take some heed-
Throw all that mixed up speed
away- All that dirt is gonna clog and
hurt- man you reach 100 years old in a day-
I am your trashman-
I am your trashman-
I come to keep your houses clean
I am the trashman-
Take out all your Dirty Blues and
dreams-
Well when I come around to
collect for the Bill,
thats when I come around for
my pleasure kill
I am the trashman
You must have seen me in
your TV
Im here to clean up-
All your hang ups or
come downs, Im gonna kill
Thats my duty
So please dont try to make
me crawl up no hill
May I whisper in your ear
Say something you ought to hear
Lots of people so dear
theyre getting hurt