Trash people, oh, trash people Oh, trash people, oh We wear our underpants three days in a row My room smells like an ashtray My room smells like an ashtray Wearing a smile and a heart on my sleeve Collect your weary mind Unbend and breathe unwind Face the setting sun There is no time to start over My carpet smells like beer forever, forever If all the people dressed like sheeple There would be no color, no color Those are my people There would be no color, no color Those are my people We can't live a nine-to-five Art is love and love is sloppy Nothing is all pure Nothing is all dirty Trash people, oh, trash people Oh, trash people, oh We wear our underpants three days in a row My room smells like an ashtray My room smells like an ashtray Wearing a smile and a heart on my sleeve Collect your weary mind Unbend and breathe unwind Face the setting sun There is no time to start over We can't live a nine-to-five Art is love and love is sloppy Nothing is all pure Nothing is all dirty