Lyrics

Tony's gathered, collected, and hoarded
mementos for some rainy day
Things that once seemed so important
Now are obstacles blocking his way

And he's screaming about the huge mess that he's made
all the junk that's beleaguered his life
And though the person enduring his rants isn’t named
I'm guessing it's probably his wife

And he don't want his friends to come over
'cause his rathole is way out of hand
It's not like he's living in Queens like some putz
some putz who makes three hundred grand
who only makes three hundred grand
Tony makes so much more than that
He could hire his own garbage man

A parody of Goo Goo Dolls, “Iris"