Garbage Day

Sleeping with the town's abandoned babies
And a headless dog- must of had rabies.

There's stuff in here to keep you warm.
And right over here I found some kiddy porn.

And the bullets just bounce off this tank.
It's safe in here, I got Dimpster to thank.

Cause a Dumpster can be a fine place to stay.
You just have to steer clear on...

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

At night I put it on the front lawn.
Wake up tomorrow, it's all gone.

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

I wash my hands of this shit.
Let someone else deal with it.

They're oblivious I have a hunch.
What they call filth, I call lunch.

And I know all your secrets- I know who is on the rag,
I know who wants a boy friend, I know who is a fag.

And a nightly lullaby of a woman getting beat
It echoes in my walls, helps me get to sleep.

A dumpster is a splendid place to stay
You just have to steer clear on...

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

It's just wonderful, life is so clean
My junk is compacted by a machine

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

Just like that, I dispose of my sin
Next thing you know, I can begin again.

 


Every Day is Garbage Day
All songs written by Troy Lukkarila
Copyright 1998
All songs except Beaten recorded and mixed at
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12th House Records
Produced by Craig Spirko, Roy Peak and Troy Lukkarila
Engineered by Craig Spirko and Roy Peak