Tuesday
Trash is waiting at curbside
Trucks roll
People watch from the inside
Green bin
What's the secret that you hide?

There's an old grey mattress and an office chair beside the green bin
I would take them home but then the folks would stare beside the green bin
So I guess I'll go and leave them standing there beside the green bin


Green Beans on the blue plate special
With orange carrots and purple meat
Green Beans on the blue plate special
There's lots of worse things you can eat


I'm a jan-i-tor
At the boss's store
And my boots is flat
And so's my hat
Oh I scrub the floors all the live long day
But it's not much fun
And it's not much pay
Then I stop my mop right at five to say
Git me my Chev-ro-let
I'm gonna go away


He wore black spandex trousers
Designer tennis shoes
And a white plastic helmet with a mirror on the side
And he had a 12 speed 'cycle that didn't stop for lights
That moron was the terror of 1st and Crescent Heights


He went inside our only lavat'ry
Just to have a little bit of privacy
But outside the door they're queuing
And they wonder what he's doing
Making funny sounds inside our lavat'ry


I used to make widgets
I made the very best
Now nobody needs them
And I'm feeling so depressed
I worked so hard
My whole life through
Now my dreams are shot
And there's nothing left to do
So now no more I bother
With fripperies and such
And I don't believe
I care very much


My main complaint
Is plainly that it ain't



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