Bruce Hornsby
Take Out the Trash
This is an epic storyOf low man's love and family prideBut he's still awaitingA rideLooking for a wildest enemyThen only I know you can never careMan of the world and everywhereGet your hot pots in the pantry thenI was called extraordinaireWaiting in a yellow craneThough you couldn't give a shitThis order that is heaven sentTake, take, take, take out the trashTake out the nasty pile of mashWatch out the baby gonna give you a rashOh Lord, take out the trashYou're such a big shot wannabePleading around for all to seeI know you're special and very cleanBut you got to take out the daily greensJoking at explosivesLetras de cancionesLangerous and listlessCompelling out of more pepExpensive and explosiveTake, take, take, take out the trashTake out the nasty pile of mashTake out the fallen grey hashHey, take out the trashWatch it better how you stashHere's the chance to make a splashTake out the trashI am called extraordinaireWitty and eloquentObserving and a motiveExpensive and explosiveTake, take, take, take out the thrashTake out the nasty pile of mashTake out the fallen grey hashHey, take out the trashWatch it better how you stashIn some pocket and some cashTake out the trashTake out the trashTake out the trashWatch it, watch itWatch it stinking fingerDon't smell your fingerYour stinking fingerWallowing the funkWallowing in the stinkYour friend with red inkHe's wallowing in the stinkKeep wallowing in the stinkDon't smell your finger, finger
From Letras Mania