The Garbage Men

All the reeling City voices Burn you out but Tonight I wish that we could join 'em Snap the wishbone Smash the lightbulbs And when you kiss me I'll be the man I always was You say, I'll find a job That's right, laughing like you do Chewing your fingers to the bone And spitting your nails into the pool 'Til the garbage men go by 'Til the garbage men go by All the playboys dance on the blacktop Like a swarm of flies Up and down And in and out The wind is in the magazines Up and down 'Round and 'round The rainbow's in the gasoline 'Til the garbage men go by 'Til the garbage men go by All the emerald shards on the blacktop Like stars in the sunshine