Space Junk
We've got the greatest job on Earth
And we're not even on Earth
We're orbiting the world, you see
Collecting space debris
Expended rockets, expired satellites
Circling the globe, endangering space flight
We're the guys cleaning up the mess
Putting astronauts' families fears to rest
You wouldn't believe the premium on my life insurance policy
Even a paint chip would take off my arm traveling at orbital velocity
Collecting space junk, space waste, space stuff
We make it safe for shuttles to fly (whoa oh oh)
We're trash men, weightless trash men
Cleaning up the crap you left behind
We got hit by Soviet trash last year
From the cosmonauts on MIR
But our worst memory was when we
Were sprayed by frozen pee
Here's some old bag of toiletries
What's in it? Sunscreen and hydrocortisone cream
And the ashes of Gene Roddenberry
Ah! Tom Hanks's script from Apollo 13
You wouldn't believe the premium on my life insurance policy
Even a toenail would cut off my head traveling at orbital velocity
Collecting space junk, space waste, space stuff
Living the cosmic custodian life (whoa oh oh)
We're trash men, weightless trash men
Scouring space while trying not to die
And we're not even on Earth
We're orbiting the world, you see
Collecting space debris
Expended rockets, expired satellites
Circling the globe, endangering space flight
We're the guys cleaning up the mess
Putting astronauts' families fears to rest
You wouldn't believe the premium on my life insurance policy
Even a paint chip would take off my arm traveling at orbital velocity
Collecting space junk, space waste, space stuff
We make it safe for shuttles to fly (whoa oh oh)
We're trash men, weightless trash men
Cleaning up the crap you left behind
We got hit by Soviet trash last year
From the cosmonauts on MIR
But our worst memory was when we
Were sprayed by frozen pee
Here's some old bag of toiletries
What's in it? Sunscreen and hydrocortisone cream
And the ashes of Gene Roddenberry
Ah! Tom Hanks's script from Apollo 13
You wouldn't believe the premium on my life insurance policy
Even a toenail would cut off my head traveling at orbital velocity
Collecting space junk, space waste, space stuff
Living the cosmic custodian life (whoa oh oh)
We're trash men, weightless trash men
Scouring space while trying not to die
Credits
Writer(s): Rhett Mclaughlin, Link Neal
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