Teenage Disaster - THE TRASH MAN lyrics
[Teenage Disaster - THE TRASH MAN lyrics]
Gather 'round
Gather 'round let me tell you
Kids a fucking story
Alright, about the ripper of the
Junkyard, the Trash Man
Alright there was this fucking guy
On my street that was going around to
All these houses right? And he
Was fucking killing people and stealing their
Money, ya' know? That’s fucked up
Let me tell you like the
First time I saw him
It’s eight feet tall with an axe on it’s back
Long black hair and a big crooked smile
He eats all your loved ones
And steals all the cash
Guess you could say that he
Takes out the trash
It was 4am and I had to take a piss
But I looked outside and somethin' was amiss
It was a man with a black
Bag and all black clothes
He drove a big truck
Then I heard a woman screamin'
"Please you gotta help me
I’ve been here for weeks"
No, I thought that I was dreamin'
But I put on my sneaks
I was runnin' for the telephone
But I was not discrete
Then came the man that was
Standing in my street knock, knock, knock
Now he breakin' down my door
I saw too much, now I’m shakin' at my core
A bat at the ready, my pulse ain't steady
Wish that I was dead already
Then I blacked out, woke up in the street
A large black bag was sittin' at my feet
A little blood stains on
My bright white shoes
Keys to a truck that I’ve never even used
Then I freaked out, bitch, I was framed
Blood cleaned up like that fucker was trained
The cops showed up and I tried to explain
They didn’t fuckin' care
They didn’t fuckin' care
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Hahaha, hey man
You looked all fuckin' weird and scary
When you were telling that
Story like, I dunno
You were guilty or something?
(yeah, are you?)
Yeah, I’m sorry, here, let’s get
Back to the story, anyway
I was screaming at the top of
My lungs inside the institution
Yellin' at the doctors
Screaming that I didn’t fuckin' do it
Why would I kill? Why would I slay?
I never thought twice about my sanity
Why question it today? Like
I think my mind'sa slippin'
I think, I think my mind’sa slippin'
I think, I think my mind’sa slippin'
I think, I think my mind’sa slippin' away
Slippin' away tonight
(Wait, where’d you guys go?)
Slippin' away tonight (Where the fuck am I?)
My mind’sa slippin' away ay ay
(Hello? Hello?)
My mind’sa slippin', slip away
(Man, what the fuck?)
My mind’sa slippin', slip away (Shit)
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Ha ha hahaha
Gather 'round let me tell you
Kids a fucking story
Alright, about the ripper of the
Junkyard, the Trash Man
Alright there was this fucking guy
On my street that was going around to
All these houses right? And he
Was fucking killing people and stealing their
Money, ya' know? That’s fucked up
Let me tell you like the
First time I saw him
It’s eight feet tall with an axe on it’s back
Long black hair and a big crooked smile
He eats all your loved ones
And steals all the cash
Guess you could say that he
Takes out the trash
It was 4am and I had to take a piss
But I looked outside and somethin' was amiss
It was a man with a black
Bag and all black clothes
He drove a big truck
Then I heard a woman screamin'
"Please you gotta help me
I’ve been here for weeks"
No, I thought that I was dreamin'
But I put on my sneaks
I was runnin' for the telephone
But I was not discrete
Then came the man that was
Standing in my street knock, knock, knock
Now he breakin' down my door
I saw too much, now I’m shakin' at my core
A bat at the ready, my pulse ain't steady
Wish that I was dead already
Then I blacked out, woke up in the street
A large black bag was sittin' at my feet
A little blood stains on
My bright white shoes
Keys to a truck that I’ve never even used
Then I freaked out, bitch, I was framed
Blood cleaned up like that fucker was trained
The cops showed up and I tried to explain
They didn’t fuckin' care
They didn’t fuckin' care
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Hahaha, hey man
You looked all fuckin' weird and scary
When you were telling that
Story like, I dunno
You were guilty or something?
(yeah, are you?)
Yeah, I’m sorry, here, let’s get
Back to the story, anyway
I was screaming at the top of
My lungs inside the institution
Yellin' at the doctors
Screaming that I didn’t fuckin' do it
Why would I kill? Why would I slay?
I never thought twice about my sanity
Why question it today? Like
I think my mind'sa slippin'
I think, I think my mind’sa slippin'
I think, I think my mind’sa slippin'
I think, I think my mind’sa slippin' away
Slippin' away tonight
(Wait, where’d you guys go?)
Slippin' away tonight (Where the fuck am I?)
My mind’sa slippin' away ay ay
(Hello? Hello?)
My mind’sa slippin', slip away
(Man, what the fuck?)
My mind’sa slippin', slip away (Shit)
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Night rippa, hit you with the clippa
Body bags with a big black zippa
One eye, open all night it’s the trash man
Take you out inside a trash can
Ha ha hahaha