Trash

P.M. AJ here That there's some trash Trash trash trash Pick up that trash Don't lay it down You may think it's fun But it's not profound You see Somebody has to take the care of it It's not there job to babysit Don't leave it on the tables Or waste the waste Don't toss it out from face to face Meaning don't speak it either It's not funny It's really just waste coming out of your tummy That you picked up on the street Slang words aren't paying down a beat They're just making you look bad While all the mook lads Think it's funny Um hm That trash is just trash It's no more It cannot be recycled So it'll be needed never more It's all around us Trash galore It's no folklore That there's more and more Therefore We gotta adore the chore And pick up some more Of that trash trash trash