Trash Time

Bullies all around bring me nausea,
They're the sole cause of my chronic insomnia,
Roughnecks are loudest after they've been sittin',
Remove the gloves and give them all an old fashioned lickin'.
It's trash time,
Trash time.

Hooligans tell me all I am is a wussy,
The ruffian mind is small and loosey-goosey,
One day their soulless frames shall melt away like sugar,
They'll matter even less than an everyday street beggar.
It's trash time,
Trash time

Everyone, hear the screams coming from deep inside me,
Grant me the will to snub all this uncivilized debris,
When evil lawless hearts have finally quit tickin',
I'll madly rejoice the tormenters no longer livin'.
It's trash time,
Trash time

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