Songtext von Dumpster

One! Two! One, two, three, four! So what's the plan, man What's the dream We get a bed, two baths A kitchen and a TV room And we spawn a couple kids Tie up all the cash And everybody's stuck there When the marriage turns to trash I want a dumpster Clean it up, put up some lights I won't get stuck there I'll only really need it at night And if you trap me in a house I'll be your Sylvia Plath but An apartment might be alright I don't know how this deal's gonna go Sometimes it's so, so fast, sometimes so slow But what I know about you Is that if we're gonna do this We've gotta be able to move God-damn, I want a truck bed Clean it out put in some blankets We'll have fun, we'll run If the bank tries to take it If you keep me in one place, I'll be your Sylvia Plath But just a little while would be okay As long as we can still run away