Bad Coffee Blues
Wake up in the morning, roll up out of bed and out my room
"Wake up little sleepy eyes," water on my face and I'm in tune
I'm happy to be starting off on another fine day
Then I find it's just gonna have to wait
Cause first it seems I've got to say "Good morning"
To the bad coffee blues
Tearin' through the kitchen, got my turkey sausage fryin' in the pan
Tapes on for listenin', berries toast and cereal all in hand
Got my fruit juice, waffles and crepes marmalade
With those egg-white substitutes you know I've almost got it made
If it weren't that now I'm afraid I've got to say good morning
To the bad coffee blues
You try to like the instant, but the flavor tends not to go away
That guilty, cheap aroma, the taste of liquid cardboard
And that asphalt bouquet
Don't need no fancy, special mini-grande egg-nogaccino
Well it may be better than a frogleg-accino
But really what do I know
Hey I just know I woke up this morning, and now I've got to face
The bad coffee blues
Got everything in order, a do-list on my mind, a day well-planned
Material to study, some phone calls to make, a deal or two to land
But this was not on schedule, to feel so hurt and confused
I'm staring at my laptop, thirsting hard for some good news
Cause now it's looking like it's just gonna be me and the bad coffee blues
No garden-fresh liquid protein or herbal tea will do
I'm standing by the disposal cause soymilk can go bad, too
Sure is looking like it's all gone and leaving me
With the bad coffee blues
"Wake up little sleepy eyes," water on my face and I'm in tune
I'm happy to be starting off on another fine day
Then I find it's just gonna have to wait
Cause first it seems I've got to say "Good morning"
To the bad coffee blues
Tearin' through the kitchen, got my turkey sausage fryin' in the pan
Tapes on for listenin', berries toast and cereal all in hand
Got my fruit juice, waffles and crepes marmalade
With those egg-white substitutes you know I've almost got it made
If it weren't that now I'm afraid I've got to say good morning
To the bad coffee blues
You try to like the instant, but the flavor tends not to go away
That guilty, cheap aroma, the taste of liquid cardboard
And that asphalt bouquet
Don't need no fancy, special mini-grande egg-nogaccino
Well it may be better than a frogleg-accino
But really what do I know
Hey I just know I woke up this morning, and now I've got to face
The bad coffee blues
Got everything in order, a do-list on my mind, a day well-planned
Material to study, some phone calls to make, a deal or two to land
But this was not on schedule, to feel so hurt and confused
I'm staring at my laptop, thirsting hard for some good news
Cause now it's looking like it's just gonna be me and the bad coffee blues
No garden-fresh liquid protein or herbal tea will do
I'm standing by the disposal cause soymilk can go bad, too
Sure is looking like it's all gone and leaving me
With the bad coffee blues
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Writer(s): Anton Gombac
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