Wise Sorting — Sanitation Worker's Song

Still hazy early morning, I start at five,

Quietly eat breakfast so no one wakes alive,

Hoping for a cloudy sky today,

Mountains of trash await us, maps memorized away.

“Good morning!” a greeting fresh and strong, our start-of-day gong!

Don’t tear it, don’t miss it, don’t let it scatter! Separation!

Boom ba-ba, Garbage Clean Fighter, two tons dumped at once,

Humming the truck’s melody — tru-la-ri-la-la, tru-la-ri-la-la.

Boom ba-ba, Garbage Clean Fighter, sort with care,

City shining clean, our pride fills the air — tru-la-ri-la-la, tru-la-ri-la-la.

Sh-sh-sh, through spring, summer, fall, winter I feel,

Whipping these knees, push through, it’s real.

(Alright, alright!) People coming from the left,

(Alright, alright!) Watch out, the juice might fly — safety first!

Squeeze the scraps! Follow the days! No food waste! Separation!

Boom ba-ba, Garbage Clean Fighter, two tons dumped at once,

Humming the truck’s melody — tru-la-ri-la-la, tru-la-ri-la-la.

Boom ba-ba, Garbage Clean Fighter, sort with care,

City shining clean, our pride fills the air — tru-la-ri-la-la, tru-la-ri-la-la.

If someone’s daily life keeps moving, we’re supported too,

So we’re here to help everyone through their days.

One, two, three, four!

Boom ba-ba, Garbage Clean Fighter, two tons dumped at once,

Humming the truck’s melody — tru-la-ri-la-la, tru-la-ri-la-la.

Boom ba-ba, Garbage Clean Fighter, sort with care,

City shining clean, our pride fills the air — tru-la-ri-la-la, tru-la-ri-la-la.