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| Coffee on the Rocks |
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A voice you used to love that you've grown to hate Breaks dawn's silence with its cheery strain The rising steam carries heavy dreams away As sweat and tears flow softly down the drain They'll be back tonight in the same place Amongst a maze of cubicles you see The ebb and flow of worker bees With name and rank written on their sleeves The bulletins and answering machines Just spew out syllables endlessly Phantom collar soaked in rain Strident tweeter whistling more of the same A crescent lamp above an empty lane Put the heartless clock and chopping block away They don't let you breathe the same, or so they say Off with corks and caps and tabs and tops Bottoms up, drink till you drop The neon glows as the busboy mops Up the ghostly remnants of earlier today But the marks you left are here, here to stay |
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