Coffee, Methadone & Cigarettes

See my old man has a broken heart
He got a leaky valve and aneurysm, but
Trace it back to the start
When that big ol' fire came towards the end of town
Well that greedy thing burnt more than the bush down

You can bury that head and try to forget
He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

In the summer of 58
When innocence shattered and broke
The tree, the egg, the nest, the breast, the yolk
When those thieving flames took my granddad from my pa
And ever since then we've been mending all those scars

But the bandages and ointments ain't done it
He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

That broken bird somehow grew
With the seven brothers and sisters moved
From the country to the zoo
Between the legacy visits and the boarding schools
Yes he learned to dodge the books
And he learned to dodge the fools

Says he's made mistakes but lives with no regrets
Still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

Grandma on Sunday used to eat the chicken leg
She said she wasn't hungry and the kids could have the rest
When those kids grew they learnt just what she'd done
She would go hungry for all of them
She'd go hungry for everyone

And now she's gone and it's hell in the hand basket
He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

See my old man has a broken heart
He got a leaky valve and aneurysm, but you
Trace it back to the start
When that big old fire came towards the end of town
Well that greedy thing burnt more than the bush down

You can bury that head and try to forget
You can bury that head and try to live with no regrets
You can bury that head and it's all gone to shit
He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes
And now she's gone and it's hell in the hand basket
He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes