Georgius
Maybe, maybe it´s the clothes we wear, The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, Maybe it´s our kookiness, Or maybe, maybe it´s our nowhere towns, Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds, Maybe it´s our looseness,
But we´re trash, you and me, We´re the litter on the breeze, We´re the lovers on the streets, Just trash, me and you, It´s in everything we do, It´s in everything we do...
Maybe, maybe it´s the things we say, The words we´ve heard and the music we play, Maybe it´s our cheapness, Or maybe, maybe it´s the times we´ve had, The lazy days and the crazes and the fads, Maybe it´s our sweetness,
But we´re trash, you and me, We´re the litter on the breeze, We´re the lovers on the street, Just trash, me and you, It´s in everything we do, It´s in everything we do...