the glad bag ripped, man it stinks
garbage juice on my shoes, not a fan of tha tshit
garbage bags hold the stuff we cant stand and fear
all the junk we wish in a magic flash disappears
if you stacked trash for years, it might pile to the sky
but we keep on keepin on, the earths defiled till we die
inside mine youll find chip bags and jizz rags
even faces -- 'ick! thats sick man!'
green leafy vegetables turn slimy and rotten
if not for the smell they might be forgotten
the stench could cause you to gag or lightly vomit
so use raid of glade, buy three, cop it
bags of trash often the home of rats
theyre glad to snack on a bone or fat
old fried chicken fermented into toxic waste
the flavors matured, they contain lots of taste

heres a sample its free, tho ill forego
cause it mixed with kleenex used to blow the nose
some unregocnizable -- 'what the hell is it?'
some live in dumpsters, id rather dwell in prison
we pay hard cash so theyll take it away
or do a 50 yard dash if they made it stay
old notebooks, newspapers, flyers and handbills
all stacked in piles in landfills
so recycle your paper, bottles and junk
youd be surprised, you can reuse lots of stuff
old cabbage and other slimed vegetables
when bronzed make some very fine collectibles
bottle caps with the help of tools could be
some very elegant and fancy jewelery
or just make a nursery for the maggot larva
and stockpile all your bags of garbage