O Katrina! - The Black Lips Garbage Truck Sex Bob Omb O,
Katrina! Why you gotta be mean?You saw a highway down in New
OrleansI can't believe what I saw on the telescreenO, Katrina! Why
could you be so mean?
O, Katrina! (O, Katrina!)O, Katrina! (O, Katrina!)O, Katrina!
(O, Katrina!)Why you gotta be mean(O, Katrina!)Why you gotta
be...
O, Katrina! Why you gotta be mean?You saw a highway down in New
OrleansI can't believe what I saw on the telescreenO, Katrina! Why
could you be so mean?
O, Katrina! (O, Katrina!)O, Katrina! (O, Katrina!)O, Katrina!
(O, Katrina!)Why you gotta be mean?(O, Katrina!)Why you gotta be
mean now
I'll take you for a rideOn my garbage truckOh, no
I'll take you to the dump'Cause you're my queenI'll take you
uptownI'll show you the sitesYou know you wanna rideOn my garbage
truckTruck, truck, truck
We'll pass the mansions byDrive right through the needle's
eyeOh, myMy, my, my, my
I've got a stereoYou've just got to turn the knobAnd maybe we'll
goAs far as we canI'll be your garbage manI'll take out your
junkAnd I'll crush it down
Jesus in the rear viewAnd the highway patrol is up aheadIn my
garbage truckTruck
I'll never throw you awayWhen you're old and greyWe'll just roll
it away
