Oh garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump
Oh garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump

You could feed the world with my garbage dump
You could feed the world with my garbage dump
You could feed the world with my garbage dump
That sums it up in one big lump

When you're livin' on the road
And you think sometimes you're starvin'
Get on off that trip my friend
Just get in them cans and start carvin'

Oh garbage dump my garbage dump
Why are you called my garbage dump
Garbage dump my garbage dump
Why are you called my garbage dump

There's a Market Basket and an A & P
I don't care if the box boys are staring at me
I don't even care who wins the war
I'll be in them cans behind my favorite store

Garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump
Garbage dump oh garbage dump
That sums it up in one big lump

I claim all these garbage dumps
In the name of the garbage pickers of America
The garbage pickers of America
The garbage pickers of America

Oh but it smells
Oh pew ... yew