| I am your junkman
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| I live on the outskirts of your town
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| I pick up pieces of your dirty trash
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| I’m the king of the lost and found
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| Can’t you see the blue moon’s rising?
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| Can’t you hear the planes are flying?
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| Did you know they came from my hands
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| In god we trust well that’s my story
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| Let them have the fame and glory
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| I’ll just watch empires rise
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| I’m your junkman
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| I am your junkman
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| I save the other human race
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| I was born to wear
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| These dirty ragged clothes
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| And save this planet from disgrace
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| Can’t you see the blue moon’s rising?
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| Can’t you hear the planes are flying?
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| Did you know they came from my hands
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| In god we trust well that’s my story
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| Let them have the fame and glory
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| I’ll just watch empires rise
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| I’m your junkman
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| Ah, here come the junkman
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| Can’t you see the blue moon’s rising?
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| Can’t you hear the planes are flying?
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| Did you know they came from my hands
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| In god we trust well that’s my story
|
| Let them have the fame and glory
|
| I’ll just watch empires rise
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| I’m your junkman
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| I’m your junkman |