I am your junkmanI live on the outskirts of your townI pick up pieces of your dirty trashI'm the king of the lost and foundCan't you see the moon's rising?Can't you hear the planes are flying?Did you know they came from my handsIn God we trust, well, that's my storyLet them have the fame and gloryI'll just watch the hill fires riseI'm your junkmanI am your junkmanI save the other human raceI was born to wear these dirty ragged clothesAnd save this planet from disgraceCan't you see the moon's rising?Can't you hear the planes are flying?Did you know they came from my handsIn God we trust, well, that's my storyLet them have the fame and gloryI'll just watch the hill fires riseI'm your junkmanAh, here come the junkmanCan't you see the moon's rising?Can't you hear the planes are flying?Did you know they came from my handsIn God we trust, well, that's my storyLet them have the fame and gloryI'll just watch the hill fires riseI'm your junkman, I'm your junkman
