"Trash" genre: Acoustic
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	Nasty little rock tune.
	CD: Feb. '02: Acoustic & Vocal Demo -- Unreleased Credits: Copyright 2002, Brenton Hund
	Story Behind the Song The music came to me by accident as I was tuning my guitar and accidentally played F# and G at the same time (for those of you who this means nothing to, imagine the nastiest, most dissonant 2 notes you could possibly play together and thats what it was). For some reason I thought it sounded pretty cool and the music came right out. I knew instantly I was going to love the tune. Then I was trying to figure out what to write the lyrics about. I was having some problems with writers block (actually, this was the week I also finished “Marathon”, “Madness”, “Sweat”, and “Smoking Gun.” So I actually wasnt having writers block, but I thought I was). Anyway, sometimes to help when I cant come up with good ideas, I try to think of things like "what would I never write about." I took a look out the window at the gravel driveway and thought to myself that I would never write a song about a rock. Well, as I started thinking about it, I came to realize that writing a song about a rock might be pretty interesting – and kind of humorous in a dry humor kind of way – like even though its about a rock it sounds like its actually about a crotchedy old hermit dude. I had just gotten back from California and decided to write the song from the perspective of this big old rock I saw out there in Orange County in these peoples yard (the houses out there are gorgeous by the way – so is the weather, and the girls, and everything else – see “Madness” for more on this). Its kind of a “Who am I,” though I guess Ive ruined it by telling you. I also only had a few hours until rehearsal and I wanted to take this song in and have the band learn it so I dove in. About an hour later the tune was done. (note: I like to think of the dissonant notes as the horn of the trash truck driving up to these peoples house every Thursday). Lyrics TRASH 1. Aint gonna change my ways Dont give a damn Im happy just to sit here who I am Ive seen 5000 years Aint never loved Aint never moved Aint never gonna change Chorus: I like a cold drink of water From time to time Yes Im looking at your daughter I cant help it So are all these friends of mine Here comes the trash Here comes the trash Here comes the trash 2. I dont care for California But Ill sit here in my yard All day every day damn kids all they do is play I cant be swept away Im too big for that Im ten feet tall and bullet proof Hard as a rock, just try me Chorus: I like a cold drink of water From time to time Yes Im looking at your daughter I cant help it So are all these friends of mine Here comes the trash Thursday Take it all away

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