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Orange barrels, orange barrels
Everywhere I see
Orange barrels, orange barrels
Looking back at me

Look at Larry, Darryl, and Errol standing next to the orange barrel
Looking back at me
They have signs that say slow down
I drive twenty-five through town
Their faces are dark and dirty and brown
They're looking back at me

Orange barrels, orange barrels
Everywhere I see
Orange barrels, orange barrels
Why can't I be free
Look at Larry, Darryl and Errol standing next to the orange barrel
In their orange vest apparel looking back at me

They stand in their stink and sweat
I haven't seen them working yet
They have to pee in a port-a-let
And their butt crack smiles at me

(If I could fly, I'd leave this world behind
And I'd free up my mind from this debris)
And the orange barrels looking back at me

Orange barrels, orange barrels
Everywhere I see
Orange barrels, orange barrels
Looking back at me

Look at Larry, Darryl and Errol standing next to the orange barrel
In their orange vest apparel
They piss off my girlfriend Carol
Who's sitting next to me

She makes calls on my cell phone
All she does is piss and moan
I should have left her big fat ass at home
Or have her service me

Look at Larry, Darryl and Errol standing next to the orange barrel
In their orange vest apparel
They piss off my girlfriend Carol
Whose favorite actor is Willy Farrell, he's a comic just like me

We drive through the rain and snow
Through orange barrels, here we go
Will the work get done?
Well, no one knows
It remains a mystery

Orange barrels
Orange barrels
Orange barrels
Orange barrels