Coffee Homeground lyrics
by Kate Bush
Down in the cellar,You're getting into making poison,You slipped some on the side,Into my glass of wine,And I don't want any coffee - homeground.Offer me a chocolate,No thank you, spoil diet, know your game!But tell me just how comeThe smell of bitter almonds?It's a no-no to your coffee homeground.Chorus Picture of Crippin, lipstick-smeared, Torn wallpaper, have the walls got ears here? Well, you won't get me with your Belladonna - in the coffee. And you won't get with your arsenic, - in the pot of tea. And you won't get me in a hole to rot. (put me in a six foot plot). With your hemlock on the rocks.Where are the plumbers, Who went a-missinghere on Monday?There was a tall man,With his companion,And I bet you gave them coffee - homeground.Well, maybe you are lonely,And only want a little company,But keep your recipes for the rats to eatAnd may they rest in peace with coffee -homeground.Chorus
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