Coffee Homeground

Down in the cellar
You're getting into making poison
You slipped some on the side
Into my glass of wine
And I don't want any coffeehomeground

Offer me a chocolate
No thank you, spoil my diet, know your game
But tell me just how come
They smell of bitter almonds?
It's a no-no to your coffee homeground

Pictures of Crippin
Lipstick-smeared
Torn wallpaper
Have the walls got ears here?
Well, you won't get me with your Belladonna
In the coffee
And you won't get me with your aresenic
In the pot of tea
And you won't get me in a hole to rot
With your hemlock
On the rocks

Where are the plumbers
Who went a-missing here on Monday?
There was a tall man
With his companion
And I bet you gave them coffee homeground

Maybe you're lonely
And only want a little company
But keep your recipes
For the rats to eat
And may they rest in peace with coffee homeground

Pictures of Crippin
Lipstick-smeared
Torn wallpaper
Have the walls got ears here?
Well, you won't get me with your Belladonna
In the coffee
And you won't get me with your aresenic
In the pot of tea
And you won't get me in a six-foot plot
With your hemlock
On the rocks

With your hemlock on the rocks
Noch ein Glas, mein Liebchen?
With your hemlock on the rocks
With your hemlock on the rocks
Es schmeckt wunderbahr!
With your hemlock on the rocks
Oh with your hemlock on the rocks
With your hemlock on the rocks