California Trash

Its been a lot of yoks
I had a lot of laughs
I got dunked, baby
And I made quite a splash
I’ve been kicked ’n’ ripped
And jacked so cruelly
Chewin’ that rag with Ginger and Julie
I’m the kittybox king of the heap who sleeps
In a birdcage room full of sun and heat

I’m Trash!
California Trash! (We enter your crucible)
California Trash! (Young and beautiful, then we’re..)
Trash! Trash! Trash!
Trashed on you!

Here’s a lesson boy
I hope you learn from it:
If I should not have joined
Maybe you should have never quit
Now I eat Diazepam ‘cos my skull is always screaming
Because who I really am will never be like what I’m dreaming
I’m just a kittybox king of the heap who sleeps
In a midnight noon full of sun and heat

I’m Trash!
California Trash! (We enter your crucible)
California Trash! (Young and beautiful, now we’re...)
Trash! Trash! Trash!
Trashed on you!

I love you, baby. Get dressed
I love you, baby. Get dressed
Oh baby, save me!
I have fallen like all the rest
Oh yes, I’m trash!
(We enter your crucible)
(Weren’t we beautiful? Now we’re...)
Trash! Trash! Trash!
Trashed on you!