FRUMP:
There's no coffee!
COMPANY:
No coffee?! Ohhhhhh!
FRUMP:
If I can't take
My coffee break,
My coffee break,
My coffee break...
If I can't take
My coffee break,
Something within me dies.
SMITTY:
If I can't make
Three daily trips
Where shining shrine
Benignly drips,
And taste cardboard
Between my lips.
Something within me dies.
COMPANY:
Dies down and something within me dies.
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
SMITTY:
That office's light
Doesn't have to be florescent.
I'll get no pains
In my head.
That office chair
Doesn't have to be foam rubber,
So if I spread, so I spread.
But only one chemical substance
Gets out the lead.
COMPANY:
Like she said?
If I can't take
My coffee break,
My coffee break,
My coffee break...
If I can't take,
My coffee break...
SMITTY & FRUMP:
Gone is the sense of enterprise.
COMPANY:
All gone and something within me dies.
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
No coffee!
COMPANY:
If I can't take
My coffee break.
SMITTY:
Somehow the soul no longer tries.
COMPANY:
Coffee, coffee...
FRUMP:
Somewhere I don't metabolize.
COMPANY:
Coffee, coffee...
SMITTY & FRUMP:
Something within me ...
COMPANY:
Coffee, or otherwise...
Coffee, or otherwise...
Coffee, or otherwise...
Something inside of me...
Dies!
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