Big World Junk

Big ship city docking, same time I am walking (I'm walkin')

To escape time, junk hunt Monday

Thousands of containers (ah-ah-ha), how do we sustain it (sustain it)

Drown in plastic, brightly someday

We don't fix it anymore, we toss it and back to the store

We ship it in and pitch it out, and rarely ever think about big world junk

Little horse of the sea (ah-ah-ha), is it because of me (of me)

Pink and plastic, carried away

Real life fantastic (ah-ah-ha), before onset plastic (of plastic)

Only one side of the story