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.how can I go home
with nothing to say
I know you're going to look at me that way
and say what did you do out there
and what did you decide
you said you needed time
and you had time
you are a china shop
and I am a bull
you are really good food
and I am full
I guess everything is timing
I guess everything's been said
so I am coming home with an empty head
you'll say did they love you or what
I'll say they love what I do
the only one who really loves me is you
and you'll say girl did you kick some butt
and I'll say I don't really remember
but my fingers are sore
and my voice is too
you'll say it's really good to see you
you'll say I missed you horribly
you'll say let me carry that
give that to me
and you will take the heavy stuff
and you will drive the car
and I'll look out the window making jokes
about the way things are
how can I go home
with nothing to say
I know you're going to look at me that way
and say what did you do out there
and what did you decide
you said you needed time
and you had time