Janitor Lyrics
He lives down by the furnaceJanitor, JanitorAnd he makes the young kids nervousJanitor, JanitorHe tells everybody to call him TonyBut he smells like oil, and his ass is bonyJanitor, JanitorHe's got a lot of charmsJanitor, JanitorLike the prison tattoos on his armsJanitor, JanitorHe cleans the bathroom and tells dirty jokesHe dresses like a woman and rolls his own smokesHe's the Janitor, JanitorHe's the Janitor, JanitorHey there Neil, how ya doin'Hey, not too bad.Hey, I guess I saw you talkin' to the janitor this morningWell, strange thing...I went in early, eh, to practice my volleyball spike in the gym and he was buffin' the floor with that electronic, buffomatic floor waxing thing he's got, eh? And so I was trying to spike, eh, and he was tryin' to buff all around me as I was tryin' to spike, and I said, "Hey pal, I'm tryin' to concentrate, Mr. Janitor, and I wanna work on my spike." And he said, "Oh yeah?" And he dressed up like Kate Smith and touched himself on the leg with a big wooden spoon and then he waxed me so hard I felt the hairs givin' way on myself, and then I make a little kind of oven mitt with what I could put back together.How's your spike now?Brilliant!I guess it would be.Hey Neils! Neil! Neils! Neils! Neil alert!I was talkin' to the Janitor this mornin' too, ya know.Ohhhh..Yeah, he took me down, he took me down behind the furnaceOh really?And he showed me that sausage collection that he's got.I heard he only has one.Yeah, but it's real pretty.One day I wanna be like himJanitor, JanitorMasturbating as I clean the gymJanitor, JanitorI think it must be a really nice lifeCleaning your nails with a hunting knifeBeing stained yellow, the rest of your life.Janitor, Janitor
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