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American Janitor

from The Early Years by Insomniac Folklore

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Well, greetings from America, I am your janitor. I clean your floors When you step out of the office it's me with a vacuum and broom, I'm emptying your garbage and finding all your secrets Could you be more considerate when playing with your staples? Did you realize that the average vacuum won't pick them up So I'm spending hours on your floor underneath your desk I'm picking them out from the carpet with my health at risk It's a wonder that I'm not a arthritic yet at 20 years old But I'm sure that I'll be getting there before the story is told And we are all getting old, American Janitor, American Janitor, And we're all getting older. Well, you might make fun of us, but what do you make? Last time that I checked, ten dollars was my starting rate And that's just the way it goes when we're cleaning up your crap And do not complain when we're coming back to finish the job, we're finishing the job, we're finishing our jobs, And we all can sleep at night at home with our wives, (That is if I wasn't painfully single living in a shack on top of a mountain all by myself sleeping on the floor with my collection of CDs and a book of memories and a stack of car keys that I can't use because my car got destroyed. . . again.) American Janitor... And we're growing old-er every day.

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from The Early Years, released June 10, 2014

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Insomniac Folklore is a band of lovable hooligans who play songs of joy and doom.

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