Lyrics:
Oh, Dr. Garbageman hurts in his head
Wakes up and checks out the things on his phone
That's when the garbageman gets out of bed
And laments starting
Stick out your dirty can cause Louie is your garbageman
Hang your can out the window cause Louie is your garbageman
I've been working in the barrio
want to
Foster negativity in
A serious way towards other people
Which is why I apologize
Take the bag like a garbageman
I can do what he can't
Can't
He works real hard all the time [Nightguard Garbageman]
He'll make you pay for all your crime [Nightguard Garbageman]
He's searching clues in your
You ain't no punk, you punk
You wanna talk about the real junk?
If I ever slip, I'll be banned 'cause I'm your garbageman
Well you can't dig me
call my garbageman
Haul my baby and all of his trash away
I'm gonna call my garbageman
Haul my baby and all of his trash away
I'm gonna call my
on someone else
It makes me want to hate myself but still
I'll collect these thoughts like I'm a garbageman
But it's more hard when you're asleep in my arms
kisses from the leprous faces
Heads are hanging from the garbageman trees
Mouthwash, jukebox, gasoline
Pistols are pointing at a poor man's pockets
kisses from the leprous faces
Heads are hanging from the garbageman trees
Mouthwash, jukebox, gasoline
Pistols are pointing at a poor man's pockets
kisses
from the leperous faces
Heads are hanging
from the garbageman trees
Mouthwash, jukebox, gasoline,
Pistols are pointing
at a poor man's pockets
marvel at the state of Ottoman
Then turn around and treat Ghana like a garbage can
America's a big motherfuckin' garbageman
If you ain't know, you're
Unemployed, on Skid Row, we had no toys for kids
We would bang our thumbs, gunshots, they run
We would bang on drums made from garbage cans
Even garbageman
at the state of Ottoman
Then turn around and treat Ghana
Like a garbage can
America's a big motherfuckin' garbageman
If you ain't know
You're part and parcel
garbageman
I'd go out and empty the garbage cans
And I'd come upon some rotting remains
But we'd drive them outside town
And fill the land, and make hills
The garbageman were emptying the dumpsters
Atheists were praying full of sarcasm
And the genius next door was sleeping
Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm
If you
caller
Flovilla I'm your virile garbageman She's gof the
hump Ain't talkin' bout your rump Dat viscious double
bump Your busy front is pumpin' up my bass
smart
I could be a garbageman if I want
You need somewhere to destroy yourself
So you buy a house
I know Montana will wait for me, oh the promised land
and broke her collarbone for good luck
Everybody's drunk
Everybody's wasted
Everybody's drinkin' on the job
The garbageman got trashed
The janitor got messy
homies
We clean up the trash
Clean up the racks
Tear down the city
Clean up the trash
Call me the garbageman
Fuck nigga I give no damn
We gon take his life
I will never let you go from me
it's the birds up early making a racket like the garbageman
the vines pouring off porches making the homes hold
more
And you ain't missing that bag of clothes,
Well I ain't either...
Garbage-man's drinking coffee by the hour.
You're one of us, You're one
There they go
The boys in the bright white sports car
Honking at all the girls
It's jack-of-all-trades Stan
And Jerry's a garbageman
Ladadada
Ladadada
Da
Went to school with the garbageman and keeps it on the hush
For a few thousand bucks, we ghetto fabulous
[Chorus (4x):]
Puttin' check down
Step
the garbageman and pull up eat that trash, ay
Gotta a little pistol I keep it tucked in my ass, what?
Took to many Advil I'm trippin' I think I'm seein' shit
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