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"COFFEE CAN" Lyrics

Christian Artist - Guardian

Album- Bottle Rocket

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Each night the dream began
We were sitting here waiting on our coffee cans
Eyes fixed upon the skies
I was thinking of you and if I qualified
Then when the trumpet blew
The reality hit, this wasn't pay-per-view
My can lifted up and out
Until a siren wailed and a megaphone shouted

Pull that bucket over
Let me see your registration
You'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad cop
If they find you guilty
They'll impound your can in Hades
Where the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last drop

I watched the others fly
On their coffee cans as they waved goodbye
Freed from the earthy grind
They had escaped the roast, I'd been identified
Dream police nowhere to be found
I was left here choking on the muddy grounds
I calmed down and reached for my Pez
But the head on the dispenser was Juan Valdez

Pull that bucket over
Let me see your registration
You'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad cop
If they find you guilty
They'll impound your can in Hades
Where the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last drop

Tossing in my sleepa gain
The metaphor was wearing thin
Until my nightmare stretched it even more
Lord, you placed the bitter cup
Against your lips and drank it up
To bring me where you are
I can't believe I've wandered off this far

Woke up and smelled the coffee
I don't like what caffeine does to me
God's got a pull I've felt first hand
I've gotta stop believing in my coffee can

Pull that bucket over
Let me see your registration
You'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad cop
If they find you guilty
They'll impound your can in Hades
Where the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last drop

Bad dream, but I understand
That you can't get to Heaven on a coffee can

1 CORINTHIANS 1:8 - PSALMS 27:1 - HEBREWS 12:2

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<marquee direction='up' scrolldelay='210' width='270' height='300'><a name=''>Each night the dream began We were sitting here waiting on our coffee cans Eyes fixed upon the skies I was thinking of you and if I qualified Then when the trumpet blew The reality hit, this wasn't pay-per-view My can lifted up and out Until a siren wailed and a megaphone shouted Pull that bucket over Let me see your registration You'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad cop If they find you guilty They'll impound your can in Hades Where the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last drop I watched the others fly On their coffee cans as they waved goodbye Freed from the earthy grind They had escaped the roast, I'd been identified Dream police nowhere to be found I was left here choking on the muddy grounds I calmed down and reached for my Pez But the head on the dispenser was Juan Valdez Pull that bucket over Let me see your registration You'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad cop If they find you guilty They'll impound your can in Hades Where the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last drop Tossing in my sleepa gain The metaphor was wearing thin Until my nightmare stretched it even more Lord, you placed the bitter cup Against your lips and drank it up To bring me where you are I can't believe I've wandered off this far Woke up and smelled the coffee I don't like what caffeine does to me God's got a pull I've felt first hand I've gotta stop believing in my coffee can Pull that bucket over Let me see your registration You'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad cop If they find you guilty They'll impound your can in Hades Where the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last drop Bad dream, but I understand That you can't get to Heaven on a coffee can 1 CORINTHIANS 1:8 - PSALMS 27:1 - HEBREWS 12:2 
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