Every Day is Garbage Day

by Troy Lukkarila

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Troy Lukkarila's first album.

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released January 1, 1998

Produced by Craig Spirko, Roy Peak and Troy Lukkarila

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Troy Lukkarila Jacksonville, Florida

First, quit looking at me that way. What's your problem?
Second, visit www.LukaLips.com to find out what Troy Lukkarila is all about. There are videos and cartoons and rants.

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Track Name: Garbage Day
Sleeping with the town's abandoned babies
And a headless dog- must of had rabies.

There's stuff in here to keep you warm.
And right over here I found some kiddy porn.

And the bullets just bounce off this tank.
It's safe in here, I got Dimpster to thank.

Cause a Dumpster can be a fine place to stay.
You just have to steer clear on...

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

At night I put it on the front lawn.
Wake up tomorrow, it's all gone.

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

I wash my hands of this shit.
Let someone else deal with it.

They're oblivious I have a hunch.
What they call filth, I call lunch.

And I know all your secrets- I know who is on the rag,
I know who wants a boy friend, I know who is a fag.

And a nightly lullaby of a woman getting beat
It echoes in my walls, helps me get to sleep.

A dumpster is a splendid place to stay
You just have to steer clear on...

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

It's just wonderful, life is so clean
My junk is compacted by a machine

Garbage Day.
Garbage Day.

Just like that, I dispose of my sin
Next thing you know, I can begin again.
Track Name: Guys in Ties
Cigar smoking.
We were joking.
We were just having some fun.
Guys in ties are number one.

We were toasting.
And we were boasting.
Singing our little drunken songs.
How can guys in ties be wrong?
We had a bimbo.
Did the limbo.
I took a pinch of her ass.
These guys in ties are really a gas!

And they were teasing.
Then she started screaming.
She was begging "Please stop!"
Those guys in ties were piling on top.

And I was still laughing.
I watched the whole thing.
And her teary eyes looked up at me.
And I just looked down to the ground.

Oh! What have we done?
Oh! What have we done?

Case was thrown out of court
With a chuckle and snort
Thanks to a few of our white lies.
Judge knew guys in ties are always civilized.

I went home.
I was alone.
Have to live with the deeds I've done.
Guys in ties, I'm no longer one.
Track Name: Sidewalk Preacher
I know
He's got angels in his pocket.
I know
You can always trust a prophet.
I know
You've got faith to spare.
I know
You're full of hate because you care
About you
And me
And our eternity.

I know
He made buttons for your mouth.
I know
God dwells in your house
I know
You've got it figured out.
I know
You feel you must shout
At me
For God
And that seems just a little odd.

But I don't believe
That you believe
In me.
Give me a chance.
Give a kid a chance
He might surprise you.

I remember when I was young
Kneeling in the field
Praying that God was real
And that I could see him
Then I could love him, too
The way that you do.
But I guess it doesn't work like that.

I know
I'm going to struggle with this all my life.
I know
I'm a skeptic and a cynic until I die.
I know
I'll remain silent as I pass
I know
It's wrong to harass
For God
And me
It's the one thing I believe..
Track Name: Friends
I'm so glad that you dropped by.
I've been needing a friend for a long time.
Sometimes it's hard to leave my bed.
Sometimes it's hard to lift my head.

Friends! Friends!
It's good to have them.
Friends! Friends!
We all need them.

Do you want to watch some of my teevee?
I'm so happy you came to see me.
I will cook you a square meal.
And we can play some cards, I'll deal.

Friends! Friends!
We all need them.
Friends! Friends!
Don't ever forsake them.

If you want to read I'll give you my best mag.
If you want to speak I'll loosen up the gag.
But you must promise that you won't scream.
By the way, having you here has always been my dream

Friends! Friends!
It's good to have them.
Friends! Friends!
Can't live without them.

I'm am sorry, does that rope burn your skin?
Well then close your eyes and slowly count to ten.
Very soon this will be your past.
It all depends on how long you last.

Friends! Friends!
I'm glad I have them.
Friends! Friends!
Can't get enough of them.

Is that anyway to speak to your host?
I didn't want you to be sorry you came
But now you're going to have to be punished!
And you've got no one but yourself to blame!

So what do I have to do
To get you
To stop all that screaming
And carrying on?

You know you don't need all the toes on your feet.
I just want a little part of you to keep.
The rest of you can go in the fridge.
I will save you for a special binge.

Friends! Friends!
You got to watch them.
Friends! Friends!
Don't always trust them.
Track Name: Whores
I've always loved you.
You always knew.
And there's one thing more
Will you be my whore?

I always treat you kind
Just like you was mine
I ain't no wimp.
So let me be yo pimp.

She's like my sister
But I like to kiss her.
If you think we're funny
Just watch us make money.

And I never beat her
You just have to meet her.
But remember she's my ho.
So I get half the dough.

You don't know what it's like
To wake up and want to sell your soul
But no one is buying.

You don't know what it's like
With no hope of getting by
But I keep trying.

You don't know what it's like
Satisfying other people while I feel rotten
And sad.

You don't know what it's like
To give away the only thing you've got
Or ever had.

Maybe we really are just whores.

Weekends she goes down
When I take her in to town.
Monday's it's all free
Cause she's doing it with me.

If you got twenty bucks
You can see the way she fucks
But she saves the best for me
Cause I'm her P-I-M-P!
Track Name: Little Brother
I miss you...

Little brother... I always stole your nose.
Little brother... I'd spray you with the hose.
But teasing was just part of growing up
And I'm sorry that you're still bitter
I thought by now you'd understand
I know I was a terrible baby-sitter

Little brother... I used to scare you at night.
Little brother... You couldn't sleep with fright.
And thinking back I guess
I was the worst monster I could be.
But I believe if our roles had changed
You would have done the same to me.

I know you want to beat me up.
I know you want to knock me to the ground.
I know you want to break my pretty little face.
Come on and take your best shot you little pussy.
I kicked your ass then and I'll kick your ass now
SO COME ON! COME ON!
You know little brother,
I thought that we could be friends
I think we can... I know we can.

Little brother... Try to relax
Little brother... If it helps I'll let you hit me back
But you should know I would have beaten up
Any bully who came around
I'm sorry it turned out
I was the worst bully to be found.

And I miss you.
Track Name: Bitter Man
Sun, don't rear your head.
I'm sulking in the dark.
I'll stay bed
I'll curse the lark.

You won't see a grin.
I don't have a kind word
I wallow in the sin.
I flip the bird.

Please forgive me, Lord
I'm not always this way.
Please forgive me, Lord
I don't always mean what I say

I'm just a bad man
Don't like what I am.
I'm just a sad man.
Don't like who I am.
I'm the bitter man.
I'm the bitter man.

I'm always mad at you
And I'm always mad at me.
I'd like to tear in two
People full of glee.

I got something to prove.
But I don't know what it is.
Can't get my life to move
So I'll just take a whiz.

Please forgive me, Lord.
Please don't go away
Please forgive me, Lord
I've been led astray

I'm just a bad man
Don't like what I am.
I'm just a sad man.
Don't like who I am.
I'm the bitter man.
I'm the bitter man.

For too long
I took for granted
The time I'd been given.

For too long
My heart was beating
But I wasn't living.

And I hate the system
And the robot fools
With no wisdom
We are Satan's tools.

I want to run
But we have too many chains
And we have big guns
But we have little brains

Please forgive me, Lord.
I'm starting a new day
Please forgive me, Lord
I've heard it's never too late.

... I'm the bitter man.
Track Name: Leroy
Leroy was such a wimp.
He couldn't run like us
He walked with a limp.

Leroy wanted to be like us
But he was just a dork
And he couldn't keep up.

And we used to run and hide
Cuz we knew he couldn't find
Us in the summer
Of fun.
And we used to leave him behind
Cuz we knew he'd never find
In the summer
Of fun...
At least it was for us.

Leroy was our favorite chump.
We liked to kick him around.
We liked to beat him up.

Leroy tried to hang with us
But we'd call him names
And we'd punch his gut.

And somehow we'd get high
When we made old Leroy cry
In the summer
We were young.
And I never did ask why
We always liked to make old Leroy cry
In the summer
We were so young
And we were dumb.

I remember your birthday party
My mom made me go.
Why? I don't know.
But you were OK then
Without my other friends.

I remember your birthday party.
Your mom bought us toys.
There were no other boys.
Just you and me
And your mom made three.

Leroy got his head smashed with a rock
I guess we went too far.
I guess we couldn't stop.

Leroy found death was a cure
Which one of us killed him
I'm not really sure

And some people want to use force
To get us to show remorse
For the summer
We grew up.
My friends and I, we lied
About the way that Leroy died
In the summer
We grew up.
And we learned how to shut up.
Leroy... God bless your soul.
Track Name: Mirror Man
I'm hard to spot in a crowd.
I look like everyone else.
And when you look into me.
You only see yourself.

I don't get invited to parties.
But you always find me there.
Acting just like everyone else,
Pretending people care.

I'm the mirror man
Avoiding stones when I can.
When you're laughing at my case,
You're really laughing at the human race.
I'm the mirror man-
I have no face.

If you're mad- I'm mad.
If you're sad- I'm sad.
If you're crying- I look like I'm crying.
Track Name: Smart Boy
Smart boy
Head of the class
Why can't you figure out
You gotta take a bath.

And the smart girl
A four point O.
Why can't you figure out
You got Bee Oh.

Should we tell them?
Come on fella's
We should tell them
But we're jealous

Of the smart girl
Our grades can't compare
Why can't she figure out
She has to wash her hair.

And the smart boy
At chess we can't compete
Why can't you figure out
You have to brush your teeth.

Should we tell them?
Come on fella's
We should tell them!
They could help us.

They look so sad and alone at lunch
Someone else to talk to could help them so much socially
As long as that someone isn't me.
No way I'm gonna risk my popularity!

You can't eat your boogers and keep your friends.
You can't eat your boogers and keep your friends.
You can't eat your boogers and keep your friends.
Track Name: Suzy
Oh Suzy
You're such a little cutie.
I'd love to smack you around some.

I like your songs
I like what you've done
I just want to smack you around some.

Maybe it's some kind of male dominance thing.
Maybe it's cause I like to step on a flower.
Maybe it's the style of the way you sing.
Maybe it's a twisted need for power.

I know it's not cool.
I'm acting like a fool.
I just want to smack you around some.

It's not for lust.
It's not a must.
I just want to smack you around some.

I don't think I can ever explain
How my mind got in this rut.
I just want to go a little insane
And spank you on the butt!

A little blood for your nose.
A little knot on your head.
A little fat for your lip.
Don't need nothing in bed.

A little black for your eye.
A little smack for your cheek.
A little spank for your butt.
Let's do it this week!

Oh Suzy
You're such a little cutie.
I'd love to smack you around some.

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