So, again I am left home alone, and again I am surprised at how dirt builds up when there is no sweet roommate to wipe things down.
As a janitor, I do know a great deal about how to get things clean. Why can I not seem to do it at home?
The Janitor
Written by Toad The Wet Sprocket
Been two
weeks now
Kitchen
stinks now
Finally got the guts to saunter in
And don a pair of gloves
And the janitor sleeping in a drum
Janitor I've become
Bubbles
bristles
Thorns and
thistles
Liquid sticks to things
That never should be seen by anyone
Like the janitor sleeping in a drum
Janitor I've become
And it amazes me how easily things go away
A chemical for every need
And someone else's problem when I leave
Is the janitor sleeping in a drum
Janitor you'll become
You'll become.