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One day, after a shower, I stood up, and “Do you like trash, trash?” was present in my head, both melody and lyric at the same time, exactly as you hear it on the recording. Nothing prompted it. It was just… there. Originally, I didn’t know what to do. It seemed like such an odd concept. A song about trash? But the hook was so good, I had to find a way to lean into it. I began making a list of the most grody, grungy, disgusting things I could think of. Not even just literal trash. Anything gross that came to mind was written on this list. Over time, I realized that my list had become a landfill, and that’s when the lyrical concept really took shape.
Truth be told, I have always hated trash. I can remember being 16 years old and become aware for the first time of someone who had thrown a cigarette butt on the ground. I remember feeling in my gut right then and there, instinctively and viscerally, that it was wrong. As I aged, my awareness of it as a global problem has grown, and therefore my sense of ‘this is wrong’ has grown too. At a personal, individual level, I am constantly looking at my weekly trash, disgusted with myself over it. So, I wrote a disgusting song about it.
Let me be clear: This is a environmental song, but it was not intend to be a rally cry for the cause of environmentalism. The hook dawned on me, and I used a personal feeling to further develop the song idea. I consume just as much trash as you do, and if anything, the song represents a third-person narrative to myself. Deep down, I feel vile about my own garbage footprint, and so I wrote a vile song to reflect my own shame.
The melody and harmonies are thick and gaseous, but what I’m most pleased with is the lyrical content of this piece. These lyrics are bitter and toxic. I dug down to a deep, dark dirty place to form and perform them. For a song that came to me after a shower, I sure feel dirty and ashamed listening to it. I kinda hope you feel dirty and ashamed listening to it too.
Lyrics:
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
Cigarette butts, baggies, bottles, and glass.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
You’re living in it every day, up to your ass.
Cardboard boxes, paper, plastic.
Garbage is so damn fantastic.
Just admit we all permit it.
Someone else will deal with it.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
Cigarette butts, baggies, bottles, and glass.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
You’re living in it every day, up to your ass.
Band-aids, beer cans, needles, Advil.
Drop the old stuff off at Goodwill.
You’re The Lord of the Landfill.
Right beside the pile of road kill.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
Cigarette butts, baggies, bottles, and glass.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
You’re living in it every day, up to your ass.
The swine will whine there’s none to dine.
The fruit is rotten on the vine.
Pilin’ up just like a shrine.
All the junk we leave behind.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
Cigarette butts, baggies, bottles, and glass.
Do you like trash, trash?
Do you like trash?
You’re living in it every day, up to your ass.
Ahh Ahh.
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