Alba s touto skladbou:
Demons,
Withering to Death,
Today, I finally got my raise
Based I train, you write the fate
Today, I finally got my raise
It'll help me land a good career
A poor world septic, good you're here
Help me land a good career.
I offer help with those confused
Explore their strange and mystic views
Offer help with those confused
Life can go prostetic
Joke can be pathetic
I can make it pretty
Garbage, nothing but Garbage
World breathe foul odor
Stinking up the place
I specialize in world disease
Life decays, just a breeze
Specialize in world disease
I'm taught to smile in case of death
Shakespeare was known to have bad breath
Taught to smile in case he death
Sentimental noser
Cry synthetic poser
See me everyday
Garbage, nothing but Garbage
World breath foul odor
Stinking up the place
Garbage, nothing but Garbage
Human sewerage
Stinking up the place
Before the cleansing of a nation
You know we all need sanitation
Not pleased to tell you
That I'm sorry
Yes, I'm sorry
Yeah
Yes, I'm sorry
Yeah
Yes, I'm sorry
Yeah
Garbage
Garbage
Garbage
