Morning has broken

MR. Coffee has spoken

The familiar wake-up call

sings to my ears

I wake with a shrug

To the floor with a thud

Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug?

I can now face the day

on legal speed (The American way)

I'm sketching

I'm seizing

I'm spazing

I'm shaking

I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt

I-I-I'm wired

I'm so inspired

I drank the entire pot

so off to work

Here I come to save the day

on legal speed (The American way)

Drinking coffee

I drink coffee

Drinking coffee everyday