We, the Cleaners (Remastered)

[Intro] Eh eh ... eh eh ... [Verse 1] No, we’re really not so different, you see, Even if you pass by casually. It’s a strange kind of work, that I’ll admit, eh eh, Picking up what others leave and quit, eh eh. [Chorus] You barely see us, we’re behind the scene, We hardly hide – it’s no mystery. While your fine world lies down to sleep, eh eh, We are the cleaners of what you keep, eh eh. [Verse 2] Man is odd – he throws things out with flair, Always something he can't bear. Hidden desires, a heavy soul to shed, We’re the shrinks for what’s left unsaid, eh eh. [Chorus] You barely see us, we’re behind the scene, Yes, we slow down your machine. Nations boast they’re shining bright, While mocking us who clear their blight. [ tambourine instrumental] [Bridge] We love things clean – it’s what we do, Though the streets smell like sewers too! The air and water breathe your waste, eh eh, We burn your wants in smoky haste, eh eh. [Chorus] You barely see us, we’re behind the scene, You barely stand us – that’s what I mean. Society thinks itself so pure, But we, the cleaners, we endure. [ tambourine instrumental] [Outro] Man’s true nature’s not just joy and cheer, It’s hoarding pleasure, far and near. Yes, we are always standing by, To hide what haunts you deep inside. Eh eh…