Trash Man Paroles

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. That's where I'll be-
Just take all your blues
and throw them at my feet.
-Oh that's what friends are for.
Yes I sing the blues for me and you.
Let me do changes and come back embarrassing situation-

And once you take but all that
rubbish and hate and-
load it on my truck.
But don't make me work late-
I am your trashman-
And don't forget I also want
to live- not just survive-
I ain't your Black Slave- Just
because I just might try to
wash out your mind- It's 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,
that's when I come around for
my pleasure kill...

I am the trashman
You must have seen me in
your T.V.
I'm here to clean up-
All your hang ups or
come downs, I'm gonna kill...
That's my duty.
So please don't 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
they're getting hurt...