We are the junk dealers and company
And this is our melody
We are the junk dealers and company
And make junk music.
We are the junk dealers and company
Something like us the world has never seen
Our home is nowhere
We are the junk dealers and co.
In old things
That are everywhere
Sometimes the most beautiful ideas lie dormant there
We turn them into musical instruments
And that's how our band came into being.
First someone brought the pots
A drum set was soon made out of them.
And what in in a watering can
Sounds perfect as a trumpet.
We are the junk dealers and company
And this is our melody
We are the junk dealers and company
And we make junk music.
It was in Grandma's garden
Where one morning the miracle happened
Since that day
We play there too
On a garden hose.
We are them Junk and Company
And this is our melody
We are the Junk and Company
And make Junk music.

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