Romancing The Stoned

Wonder if they had him sign a waiver

my life is trash
i am trash
i smell like trash

some earth girl told me "no one is trash, we are all valuable"

i asked her if i could my rub my hard dick on her nice soft leg
then she said i was trash

i have that kind of power

 
i saw some fancy blonde chick in a giant ass white suv stop at the intersection
i wanted to rush up to her and say "mmmmm! you smell good!"
then she'd scream, go home, wail about how "something must be done about all these smelly homeless people!"

i have that kind of power

i could woo her with lines like "i used to shit inside too"
then she'd do her utmost to vote me out of existence

i belong to the army of the fallen
every day our numbers grow stronger
the number of yet to fall grows weaker
guess how that will turn out!

 

we have that kind of power

blondie stands barefoot on her marble floor demanding the world can be no other way

don't worry blondie, i got a spare trash bag for ya