Lyrics

Show the man a pass and Everything you've got Go to where he points and Throw it all on top Hear the crunching beneath of junk let go A parrot cage and dial phones Blue for small electrics Microwaves in here Television pieces In a rusty skip But be careful if you brought chemicals They've got a place especially for those And there's always a busy crowd around People come from all over town (over town) Dropping off the things that they no longer need to keep Everybody's collage Stacking up the wall When the sun is out the Scent gets pretty tall But the site operators don't care much They're looking forward to their lunch And when we fill it up A lorry comes and drags it on the tarmac Somewhere far from here So when they let us in At six A.M. The spaces are empty again And there's always a busy crowd around People come from all over town (over town) Dropping off the things that they no longer need to keep
Writer(s): Douglas Augustus Lobban Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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