it’s the night before trash day here in the universe and quietly I walk can to can hoping my luck will reverse
my soul is in need of something that’s not all under one roof in the dumpster behind all the churches i look for a morsel of truth
cause trash day's my holy day i feed my soul what they throw away in my spiritual transformation one man's trash is another's salvation
you can learn a lot about people by the things they reject philosophies opinions and their dreams are all out here for me to inspect so I give ‘em a spin for what it’s worth maybe some of it will work for me if so it goes in my odd collection if not it goes back on the street
they say all paths lead to God and I say that’s a relief cause my trash can-lined path to Heaven is far from the standard belief
