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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
See my old manâs got a broken heart
Got a leaky valve and aneurysm, but you - you trace it back to the start
When that big ol fire came towards Nannup town
That greedy thing burned more than the bush down
[Chorus]
You can bury the dead and try to forget
Heâs still waking up with Coffee, Methadone & Cigarettes
[Verse 2]
In the summer of fifty-eight when innocence shattered and broke
The tree, the egg, the nest, the breast, the yolk
When those thieving flames took my Grandad from my Pa
And ever since then we ve been mending all those scars
[Chorus]
But the bandages and ointments ainât done yet
Still waking up with Coffee, Methadone and Cigarettes
[Verse 3]
That broken bird somehow grew
With the seven brothers and sisters moved from the country to the zoo
Between the legacy visits and the boarding schools
Yes he learned to dodge the books and he learned to dodge the fools
[Chorus]
Said he made mistakes but lives with no regrets
Still waking up with Coffee, Methadone and Cigarettes
[Instrumental]
[Verse 4]
Grandma on Sunday, used to eat the chicken neck
She said she wasn t hungry and the kids could have the rest
When those kids grew they learnt what she d done
She would go hungry for all of them, she d go hungry for everyone
[Chorus]
And now she s gone and it s hell in the hand basket
Heâs still waking up with Coffee, Methadone and Cigarettes
[Verse 1]
See my old manâs got a broken heart
Got a leaky valve and aneurysm, but you - you trace it back to the start
When that big ol fire came towards Nannup town
That greedy thing burned more than the bush down
[Outro]
You can bury the dead and try to forget
You can bury the dead and try to live with no regrets
You can bury the dead and it s all gone to shit
Still waking up with Coffee, Methadone and Cigarettes
And now she s gone and it s hell in the hand basket
Youâre still waking up to Coffee, Methadone and Cigarettes