Testo Garbage - Kronos Quartet feat. Lee Knight & Third-grade students from San Francisco
Testo della canzone Garbage (Kronos Quartet feat. Lee Knight & Third-grade students from San Francisco), tratta dall'album Long Time Passing: Kronos Quartet and Friends Celebrate Pete Seeger
Mister Thompson calls the waiter
Orders steak and baked potater
But he leaves the bone and gristle
And he never eats the skins
The busboy comes and takes it
With a cough contaminates it
He puts it in a can
With coffee grounds and sardine tins
And the truck comes by on Friday
And carts it all away
Thousand trucks just like it
Are converging on the bay
Oh, garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Filling up the seas with garbage
What will we do when there's no place left to put
All the garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Mister Thompson starts his Cadillac
And winds it down the freeway track
Leaving friends and neighbors
In a hydrocarbon haze
He's joined by lots of smaller cars
All sending gases to the stars
There they form a seething cloud
That hangs for thirty days
And the sun looks down into it
With an ultraviolet tongue
Turns it into smog
And then it settles in our lungs
Oh, garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
We're filling up the sky with garbage
What will we do when there's nothing left to breathe
But garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Getting home and taking off his shoes
He settles with the evening news
While the kids do homework
With the TV in one ear
While Superman for the thousandth time
Sells talking dolls and conquers crime
Dutifully they learn the date of the birth
Of Paul Revere
In the papers there's a piece about
The mayor's middle name
He gets it read in time to watch
The all-star bingo game
Oh, garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Garbage (Garbage, garbage, garbage)
We're filling up our minds with garbage
What will we do when there's nothing left to read
When there's nothing left to need
Nothing left to watch
Nothing left to touch
Nothing left to walk upon
And nothing left to talk upon
And nothing left to see
There's nothing left to be but
Garbage
(Garbage, garbage, garbage)
Credits
Writer(s): Bill Steele
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