Conversation in a pedal-bin.

Tissue 1: 'You wouldn't believe it – I've got snot all through me.'

Tissue 2: 'That's nothing, kid. I stink of semen.'

Tissue 3: 'You've had it easy, sisters – I'm completely saturated with menstrual blood.'

Chorus: So we go to the landfill site,
the landfill site, the landfill site.
Off we go to the landfill site –
diapers, dead dogs and mud.