Trash Day

(album: Poodle Hat - 2003)

It's rotten
So rotten here
So rotten
Oh

It was like, the last day before trash day
My place was getting kinda nas-tay
Even though the garbage I knew would reek
(You know) Thought that I could leave it for one more week

Then, um, I'm taking
Birthday cake 'n'
(Oh) Chili and greasy old bacon
Throw it all on top of the mess I been making

Wife's so mad, she starts to shaking
Leaky bag, 'n' now that girl is gagging
She's nagging
"I need you to get that stuff off the kitchen floor"
"Is that too much to ask you for?"

But I see no reason why
Can't let a few more weeks go by
And now garbage is piled high
And buddy, you should see the flies
I said ...

There's something rotten here (say what?)
You better hold your nose, oh (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
Oh, boy there's a lot in here (a lot)
And every day it grows (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
Make ya wanna throw up

Look at all this garbage I keep generating
(Come on) I sit around all day and watch it biodegrading
Bet there's a hundred health codes that I'm violating
Even my dog passed out and needed resuscitating

You won't believe it, take a whiff of that aroma
Sure to put you in a coma
It's so messy, can't find my toenail clippers
It's so bad the roaches wear slippers

Warm, sweaty clothes piled up in this joint
Stand up by themselves at this point
It's so filthy, now baby, I can't lie
I wipe my feet before I go outside

I wonder what crawled in here and died
(You know) Walking 'round barefoot, I'd be terrified
But it gives me stuff to talk about with my friends
Like, "Hey, I think that rats getting big!"
Oh

There's something rotten here (say what?)
You better hold your nose, oh (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
Oh, look what we got in here (now what?)
Let's watch it decompose (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)

Make ya wanna throw up
With a little bit a ***, and a little bit a ***
Make me wanna throw up
It makes ya wanna ***, just makes ya wanna ***
Oh

Some Lysol, some Comet
I got a mop and it's got your name on it
(What?) I'm just kidding, doggone it
(Oh) Unless you gonna do it

Careful not to breathe the fumes
Check it, garbage piles are going all the way to the bathroom
Turn into toxic waste sometime this afternoon
Better get a Hazmat suit and a push broom
Oh

There's something rotten here (say what?)
You better hold your nose, oh (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
Oh, it's gone to pot in here (to pot)
Bring out the firehose (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)

Make ya wanna throw up
With a little bit a ***, and a little bit a ***
Make me wanna throw up
Give a little bit a ***, and a tiny bit a ***

Make ya wanna throw up
Mix a little bit a *** with a molecule a ***
Make me wanna throw up
It makes me wanna *** (aw, eww), just makes me wanna *** [spit]
Oh