COFFEE

Well I rise each morning to the same routine
Inspect my teeth before I pick them clean
Contemplate my English dream and drink coffee
And I ponder for a while as to where I’ve been
The night before to make my thoughts so lean
I wonder over to the coffee machine and drink coffee



I’m a low rent, high mile son of a bitch
But I get the job done, yeah I get the job done
I’m acutely aware of this perennial itch
Something’s lurking in the water tank



I step out to work for another day
The money’s poor but it tests my grey
And it keeps me in food and Nescafe, my coffee
And I sing at night just to pay my way
I kid myself I’ve got something to say
But I’d just as soon go home and maybe drink coffee



I’m a low down, high five son of a bitch
But I get the job done, yeah I get the job done
I’m acutely aware of this perennial itch
Something’s lurking in the water tank



So I go back home with a sense of dread
Attempt to recall all the things that I’ve said
As the last bell chimes I’m in my bed with my coffee



I’m a low paid, high five son of a bitch
But I get the job done, yeah I get the job done
I’m acutely aware of this perennial itch
Something’s lurking in the water tank
Yeah something’s lurking in the water tank



I’m a low down, high rise son of a bitch
But I get the job done, yeah I get the job done
I’m acutely aware of this perennial itch
Something’s lurking in the water tank
Yeah something’s lurking in the water tank

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(Copyright Jules Benjamin)

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