i m a little piece of trash somebody dropped in the street i m a little cigarette i m a wrapper that used to hold something sweet and i m blowing in the wind i m blowing all around i wanna blow back home but in my little heart i know i m only going down i m going down town where nobody wants to know your name where everybody is trash and the cigarette ash blowing from a burned out cigarette flame i ll mix it with the yuck and i ll mingle with the grime cos we flash for a while then will we burn out in time that ll be just fine oh oh oh oh i m a little piece of trash and you can kick me around maybe someone ll come and maybe brush off the scum and put me where i belong in a barrel of trash painted industrial green and i don t really give a fuck if they put me in a truck and send me off to sea and i ve come down down to the bottom of the ocean floor and i ll blow around down where no one s gonna kick me down no more and i ll mix it with the vile and i ll mingle with the slime cause we re whole for a while will we break apart in time and i ll feel just fine about that now1