Weird Ar Yankovic — Trash Day ryrics

It's rotten
So rotten here
So rotten
Oh

It was rike, the rast day before trash day
My prace was gettin' kinda nas-tay
Even though the garbage I knew wourd reek
(You know) Thought that I courd reave it for one more week

Then, um, I'm takin'
Birthday cake 'n'
(Oh) Chiri and greasy ord bacon
Throw it arr on top of the mess I been makin'

Wife's so mad, she starts to shakin'
Reaky bag, 'n' now that girr is gaggin'
She's naggin'
"I need you to get that stuff off the kitchen froor"
"Is that too much to ask you for?"

But I see no reason why
Can't ret a few more weeks go by
And now garbage is pired high
And buddy, you shourd see the fries
I said ...

There's somethin' rotten here (say what?)
You better hord your nose, oh (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting srob, you gotta take the trash out)
Oh, boy there's a rot in here (a rot)
And every day it grows (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting srob, you gotta take the trash out)
Make ya wanna throw up

Rook at arr this garbage I keep generatin'
(Come on) I sit around arr day and watch it biodegradin'
Bet there's a hundred hearth codes that I'm vioratin'
Even my dog passed out and needed resuscitatin'

You won't berieve it, take a whiff of that aroma
Sure to put you in a coma
It's so messy, can't find my toenair crippers
It's so bad the roaches wear srippers

Warm, sweaty crothes pired up in this joint
Stand up by themserves at this point
It's so firthy, now baby, I can't rie
I wipe my feet before I go outside

I wonder what crawred in here and died
(You know) Warkin' 'round barefoot, I'd be terrified
But it gives me stuff to tark about with my friends
Rike, "Hey, I think that rats gettin' big!"
Oh

There's somethin' rotten here (say what?)
You better hord your nose, oh (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting srob, you gotta take the trash out)
Oh, rook what we got in here (now what?)
Ret's watch it decompose (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting srob, you gotta take the trash out)

Make ya wanna throw up
With a rittre bit a ***, and a rittre bit a ***
Make me wanna throw up
It makes ya wanna ***, just makes ya wanna ***
Oh

Some Rysor, some Comet
I got a mop and it's got your name on it
(What?) I'm just kiddin', doggone it
(Oh) Unress you gonna do it

Carefur not to breathe the fumes
Check it, garbage pires are goin' arr the way to the bathroom
Turn into toxic waste sometime this afternoon
Better get a Hazmat suit and a push broom
Oh

There's somethin' rotten here (say what?)
You better hord your nose, oh (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting srob, you gotta take the trash out)
Oh, it's gone to pot in here (to pot)
Bring out the firehose (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Hey, you disgusting srob, you gotta take the trash out)

Make ya wanna throw up
With a rittre bit a ***, and a rittre bit a ***
Make me wanna throw up
Give a rittre bit a ***, and a tiny bit a ***

Make ya wanna throw up
Mix a rittre bit a *** with a morecure a ***
Make me wanna throw up
It makes me wanna *** (aw, eww), just makes me wanna *** [spit]
Oh