one of these days you'll be thrown away.
It's been long since you were lying here
eventually even garbage needs some fresh air.
A couple of fingers to pick up the torn packet
a couple of hooligans to make some racket.
A foolish little boy who plays with muck
a rag picker quite down on his luck.
We need to have them right here
cause a new System is going to be there.
You can't be garbage and lie not still
at least if you don't , have no foul smell.
There are some genteel folks who would have you taken away
cause you are too close to their homes.
You'll be burnt you'll be hacked and deported in pieces
to the places of those who need you back.
Your face isn't fresh anymore you ain't smiling
the new system's here.
You are looking so scared as if they'll take some pity
no, The new system's here.
Didn't find your calling , so became a thing
which lies down here and there.
Till the time came and they all shunted you out
in the rain, the blistering sun and the cold and cutting air.
Don't worry now son, the times have changed
we have a new system here.
There's a new garbage disposal system
going to be set up here
you'll be the first one to be
taken down those marble stairs.
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