Coffee Methadone And Cigarettes
John Butler Trio
Letra

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[Intro]
       
         
       


[Verse 1]

See my old man’s 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
                                                            
He’s 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 ain’t 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
                                                            
He’s still waking up with Coffee, Methadone and Cigarettes

[Verse 1]

See my old man’s 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
                                                           
You’re still waking up to Coffee, Methadone  and Cigarettes