Trashmen

Here they come these guys grey truck
Radio playing they're all in a hurry

It's quite exciting
Shirt open
Bellies hanging out

They run out the trash bins
Roll them out to the fork lift
And then the truck grinds it upward
With far too much sound

They had to fill out application forms
To get these jobs
They are paying for homes
And drive late model cars

They get drunk on Saturday night
Now in the Los Angeles sunshine
They run back and forth with their trash bins

All that trash goes somewhere

And they shout to each other
Then they're all up in the truck
Driving west toward the sea

And none of them know
That I am alive



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