[Verse 1]
Reynolds Wrap and bottle caps
Plastic see-through children's backpacks
Are washing up on a neighborhood beach near you
I fill up at least once a week
And that's just me (That's just me)
There are fifty other cars parked on this fucking street

[Pre-Chorus]
Ran out of places to bury the trash
The ocean's on fire
The pipeline's exploding with discounted gas

[Chorus]
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