I'll take you for a ride On my garbage truck Oh no I'll take you to the dump 'Cause you're my queen Take you uptown I'll show you the sights You know you wanna ride On my garbage truck Truck truck truck We'll pass the mansions by Drive right through the needle's eye Oh my Garbage truck My my my my I got a stereo You just gotta turn the knob And baby we'll go As far as we can I'll be your garbage man I'll take out your junk And crush it down Jesus in the rear view And the highway patrol is up ahead In my garbage truck Truck I'll never throw you away When you're old and grey We'll just roll it away

Didn't know what time it was, but the lights were low I leaned back on my radio Some cat was laying down some rock 'n' roll soul, he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase That weren't no DJ, that was hazy cosmic jive There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie I had to phone someone so picked on you Hey, that's far out, so you heard him too! Switch on the TV, we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window, I can see his light If we can sparkle, he may land tonight Alright Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie Starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la

I can't use what I can't abuse And I can't stop when it comes to you You burned me out but I'm back at your door Like Joan of Arc coming back for more I nearly died I nearly died I nearly died I came to cut you up I came to knock you down I came around to tear your little world apart I came to shut you up I came to drag you down I came around to tear your little world apart And break your soul apart Ah, you burn and burn to get under my skin You've gone too far now, I won't give in You crucify me but I'm back in your bed Like Jesus Christ coming back from the dead I nearly died I nearly died I nearly died I came to knock you up I came to cut you down I came around to tear your little world apart I came to rip you up I came to shut you down I came around to tear your little world apart And break your soul apart I nearly died I nearly died I nearly died I came to cut you up I came to knock you down I came around to tear your little world apart I came to shut you up I came to suck you down I came around to tear your little world apart Tear your little world apart Tear your little world apart And break your soul apart I can't stop when it comes to you I can't stop when it comes to you When it comes to you When it comes to you When it comes to you

When everything is going wrong And you can't see the point of going on Nothing in life is set in stone There's nothing that can't be turned around Nobody wants to be alone Everybody wants to love someone Out of the tree go pick a plum Why can't we all just get along? Boys Boys in the girl's room Girls Girls in the men's room You free your mind in your androgyny Boys Boys in the parlor Girls They're getting harder I'll free your mind in your androgyny No sweeter a taste that you could find Than fruit hanging ripe upon the vine There's never been an oyster so divine A river deep that never runs dry What you need, what you need What you need, what you need What you need, what you need What you need, what you need What you need The birds and the bees they hum along Like treasures they twinkle in the sun Get on board and have some fun Take what you need to turn you on Boys Boys in the girl's room Girls Girls in the men's room You free your mind in your androgyny Boys Boys in the parlor Girls They're getting harder I'll free your mind I'll free your mind I'll free your mind I'll free your Boys Behind closed doors and under stars Girls It doesn't matter where you are Boys Collecting jewels that catch your eye Girls Don't let a soulmate pass you by Boys in the girl's room Girls in the men's room You free your mind in your androgyny Boys in the parlor They're getting harder I'll free your mind I'll free your mind Boys in the girl's room Girls in the men's room You free your mind in your androgyny Boys in the parlor They're getting harder I'll free your mind I'll free your mind I'll free your mind I'll free your Boys Girls Boys Girls

I am milk I am red hot kitchen And I am cool Cool as the deep blue ocean I am lost So I am cruel But I'd be love and sweetness If I had you I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I am weak But I am strong I can use my tears to Bring you home I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I am milk I am red hot kitchen And I am cool Cool as the deep blue ocean I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you I'm aching, I'm aching for you I'm waiting I'm waiting I'm waiting For you

We are 'Sex Bob-Omb' One, two, three, four Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Let me make your stasis My, my, my, my serpentine I got a breathalyzer And a bad ass dream Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah

We are Sex Bob-Omb and we're here to make You think about death and get sad and stuff This is the beginning of the song I'm hearing voices, animal noises The crème de la crème, the feminine abyss And I'm reaching my threshold Staring at the truth till I'm blind My body's stupid, stereo putrid Spilling out music into raw sewage I'm reaching my threshold Staring at the truth till I'm blind My threshold My threshold Reaching my threshold I'm hearing voices, animal noises The crème de la crème, the feminine abyss And I'm reaching my threshold Staring at the truth till I'm blind My threshold I'll explode And I'm reaching my threshold My threshold My threshold My threshold

(Yeah, yeah) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) U pola pet preturam pijan, nije loše (yeah, yeah) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (a, o, moj Bože) Ma, daj mi svega, kada divljam nek me nose (ma, nek me nose) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože, jurim pare što se množe, množe, množe O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (a, o, moj Bože) A oko mene, moji samo troše, troše, troše, troše A jurim pare što se množe, samo stan na dan je U banci zna me svaki šalter, k'o da hasam pare Ja sa dna, dame noćne, hostel bluda A ko me zna? Kad ih lažem, slažem sud sav Ruke na vratima, grebe i zavija Druga sa partija, bane, k'o racija Suze iz taksija šalje da nagriza (yeah) Dušu što svaki dan (yaeh, yeah) živi iz navika O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) U pola pet preturam pijan, nije loše (yeah, yeah) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (a, o, moj Bože) Ma, daj mi svega, kada divljam nek me nose (ma, nek me nose) O, moj Bože O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože, jurim pare što se množe, množe, množe O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (a, o, moj Bože) A oko mene, moji samo troše, troše, troše, troše Tu za sat, il' dva, alarm je navila Na podu haljina, do pola dva je napijam I da l' me zanima šta si njemu javila On kao mafija, ti na mene slabija Hladna sva, dama sa šminkom i suzama Maska ta pada nam kad smo kod usana Karta za hladan rat, vodi do lutanja Svaka zna šta sam ja, nisi baš lukava O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) U pola pet preturam pijan, nije loše (yeah, yeah) O, moj Bože (o, moj Bože) O, moj Bože (a, o, moj Bože) Ma, daj mi svega, kada divljam nek me nose (ma, nek me nose) O, moj Bože O, moj Bože O, moj Bože, jurim pare što se množe, množe, množe O, moj Bože O, moj Bože A oko mene, moji samo troše, troše, troše, troše O, moj Bože