I was dancing to some hip disco tunes
When I tripped over a stool
I fell and triggered an avalanche
Of miscellaneous clutter

Now I’m stuck and I can’t move
I’m stuck under a load of books
I’m trapped
Under my trash

I filled every single room
With treasures, but look at me now
I’m trapped
Under my trash

I’m being crushed by coat hangers, soiled sheets
Pizza boxes, rubber bands
Friends called me cuckoo, OCD, packrat
But they never helped me sort my flat

Now the mess has me entombed
I’m buried, helpless, I am doomed
I’m trapped
Under my trash

I will certainly die soon
I’ll be long dead when I am found
I’m trapped
Under my trash

For twenty years I collected CDs
Used tissues, expired foods, newspapers too
For twenty years I hoarded my receipts
Bolts and screws, toilet roll tubes, laundry to do

Now my many pairs of shoes
Are above me, I’m being smooshed
I’m trapped
Under my trash

My death will be on the news
I’m buried and there’s no way out
I’m trapped
Under my trash