Cleaning day

Your time is running out, why don't you step aside

You well dressed look, no longer hides

You are so pathetic, you are all the same

I'm not clean either but it has a different name

I see you everywhere, you dominate my street

You can create a sphere, at places where we meet

I hear you everywhere, always the same talk

Where you stand in line, where ever you may walk

I hate garbage

This is my cleaning day

You are the trash

That I must throw away

You smile at me when I'm around

But I've got both feet on the ground

Open up your eyes, it's everlasting hate

So never have the slightest hope for a solution

You'll always be the biggest form of pollution

There's no solution, you stink - Polution