Yet To Be Released.

Garbage Man

You say the words are meaningful. I would tend to agree
Your lips are like trash can babies. They are calling me
I know you’d understand, I’m just a garbage man

Remember facing those frightening scenes?
We had the symptoms, who held the means?
Money mavericks mooching morsels of maize while everybody’s
Aping every ailing and failing, “paling in comparison” machines
I wanna take apart those Lincoln Logs. I wanna disregard that seedy fog
They only love you like a garbage man loves his dump truck yea

I’ll overthrow you like a lotus coup. Poised to hoist you like a John B. slew of...

Words; you say they all are meaningful. I would tend to agree
Your lips are like trash can babies. They are calling me
I know you’d understand, I’m just a garbage man

You seduce me with your kitchen table
I guess I’ll shower, I’d better shave
This blown glass, oh, it’s so damn pretty
But not as pretty as you making up the truth as you go
I wanna take apart those Lincoln Logs. I wanna disregard that seedy fog
They only love you like a garbage man loves his dump truck yea

Everything that matters now is in the catbird seat. Hover ‘round a fallen friend for some rib meat.
Believe it when you see it: Messy Diapers. I'll believe it when I see it: Don’t kid yourself.

I’ll overthrow you like a lotus coup. Poised to hoist you like a John B. slew of...

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