Woke
up last morning
And I haven't been back to bed
My system's out of coffee
And I may as well be dead
There's
a machine on an island
Well, she knows my achin' soul
And she serves me great coffee
When the night grows really cold
But
we've had our best moments
And we've said our last goodbyes
And I couldn't find the strength to save her
And I could just lay down and die
The
minister came a long way
Coz my soul's goin really weak
But the journey was too hard for him,
And he could hardly speak
Well
the sun's going down on the island
And the lights are going on in town
Bodies going round in carousels
And I'm just going down
And
I've been too long without it
And I just can take the pain
I'm going to shoot myself some coffee
Straight into my vein.
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