It started when he was just a young boy
Coffee soon became his favorite toy
A cup in the morning began his day,
Soon he was drinking coffee all day
Java junkie - always has a cup of,
Java junkie - never gets enough of,
Java junkie - drinking coffee all day,
Java junkie - to the coffee god he prays.
He's an addict, and that's a fact,
But at least he's not smoking crack
But at least he's not smoking crack
He's an addict, and that's a fact,
But at least he's not smoking crack
But at least he's not smoking crack
You can be sure of that.
His parents feared his new found addiction
So they hid all the coffee away in the kitchen.
Nothing could stop him they knew it was true
He was totally hooked on the java brew.
Java junkie - always has a cup of,
Java junkie - never gets enough of,
Java junkie - drinking coffee all day,
Java junkie - to the coffee god he prays.
He's an addict, and that's a fact,
But at least he's not smoking crack
But at least he's not smoking crack.
He's an addict, and that's a fact,
But at least he's not smoking crack
But at least he's not smoking crack.Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host
(Repeat first 8 bars)
Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!
Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a'
What I tell y'
What this place is no one knows it
There's no traces of the kind o'place it was
Before it got "discovered" by the kind o'
Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him
Back when the world was young
An' man was a living god
An' he walked this earthly sod
This was sod that god would trod on
Till one day a stranger landed
With a line o'jive
Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin'
Maybe that they should really take five
An' he quickly stole the natives' soul
So he could control it
An' he took care of that missionary biz
Till the lan' was his
Never heard a story draggy as that
Tell th' truth I ain't never heard another
That exasperated more
What an exasperating narrative t'play
Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that I am
'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib
I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin'
Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib'
The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib
A body who was steadily reachin' up
A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things
Whee! I was always one t'be free
Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em
Me, I'm the old fashioned kind
I was never good at follow-the-leader
Real real real real real real real
That's me, as real as a Yankee can be
That's me
Millions o' years ago
There was a Paleolithic age on Earth
An' the whole world was young
And full o'the vim of constant rebirth
Brontos