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Look down next to yor feet boy, what do you see down there?
Glass glistening
In the moonlight pick up that bottle and feel it's weight in your hand
Feels good now doesn't it?
Why don't you put that bottle where it belongs?
[CHORUS:]
TRASH IS THE WINDOWS OF A MILLION TRACT HOUSES
TRASH IS THE WINDOWS OF A MILLION COP CARS
Do you know what else you can do with that bottle?
You can recycle it
I'll show you how to do that since you obviously don't know how
(CHORUS)
All I see
Is a dead world, covered up by buildings and streets
All I see are dead people
Living in this dead world they made
All I see our dead thoughts unable to
Understand anything except what they see
I will open your eyes, then I will shut you down
(CHORUS)
But that would not be nice now would it boy?
Put that bottle back down in the gutter,
Think your thoughts of order, and go back home...