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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I start my day while it’s still night
[Spoken: Oh yeah, while the stars are still out.]
while you’re still tucked and sleepin’ tight.
Oh, I can’t say just what I’ve seen
but I admit, it’s quite obscene.
[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m the garbage man you mock
each time I come to clear your block
of all that shit you wanna hide
deep in a sanitary ride.
I pick it up and dump your load
at that old landfill down the road
where all that filth you want to stash
piles high atop your older trash.
[Verse 2]
Your smelly juice offends my nose.
[Shouted: Whew! Who knows where that comes from?]
It ain’t no parfum d'eau de rose
and I won’t tell the world today
what kinda toys you throw away.
[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m the garbage man you mock
each time I come to clear your block
of all that shit you wanna hide
deep in a sanitary ride.
I pick it up and dump your load
at that old landfill down the road
where all that filth you want to stash
piles high atop your older trash.
[Verse 3]
And when you try not getting caught,
[Laughing: I catch ‘em all the time.]
I see the magazines you bought.
Hell yeah, I know what gets your groove,
but would your momma disapprove?
[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m the garbage man you mock
each time I come to clear your block
of all that shit you wanna hide
deep in a sanitary ride.
I pick it up and dump your load
at that old landfill down the road
where all that filth you want to stash
piles high atop your older trash.
Details
GeneratedOct 26, 2024
Duration4:00
Style
Chicago blues, Muddy-style singing, rough voice
Credits
Prompt by
Lyrics, Bill Graham
Lyrics, Bill GrahamModelAria v3.5
