You Am I - Rubbish Day lyrics

Why must it always be rubbish day
When my nighttime companion
Has been Courvoisier?
As if to release me from
The shackles of my sins
With the shouting of the codes and
The rattling of the bins

Why must my equilibrium be challenged so?
When I'm barely at my best
I've got so far to go
Can I be carried up with
The winds of the world
And not hucked and then shucked like
An oyster from a pearl?

The cogs of the clockwork spin
Regardless of the mess that I'm in
The cogs of the clockwork churn
Oblivious to the rate that I'm burning
I'm burning, yeah

Why the frig do cyclists shout at each other?
As I'm hiding 'neath my lids
Underneath the covers
It's the seals on their bikes
It ain't the fucking Tour de France
While the stains in my brains
Do the St Vitus dance

The cogs of the clockwork spin
Regardless of the mess that I'm in
The cogs of the clockwork churn
Oblivious to the rate that I'm burning
I'm burning, yeah

Recycling, hard rubbish, existences dregs
Pile at my feet and they're
Filling up my heads
Floating down a barge through
The Alberton trash returning to the mask
I'm the king of the trash

Oh, I know there's work to be done
While my shoulders to the weeds
Home doing none
The world spins on it's axis just like a top
I'm spinning in my grave, won't you please
Let it stop?