Coffee Homeground - текст песни
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 coffee--homeground.
Offer me a chocolate
No thank youspoil my dietknow 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?
Wellyou 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.
Wellyou 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 put me in a six-foot plot--with your hemlock
On the rocks.
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.
With your hemlock on the rocks.
"noch ein glasmein liebchen? "*
With your hemlock on the rocks.
"es schmeckt wunderbahr!"*
With your hemlock on the rocks.
"und ? ? ? "
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