Mischief Brew Gimme Coffee Or Death
It could have been just like any other day.
If not for the drug raids.
They seemed so normal as they were cuffed and hauled away.
Who could have thought?
We should have know.
Such a nice family, but it's all a show.
It could have been just like any other day
if not for the blood in the rain.
It could have been just your everyday commute.
And then I heard the sirens and i flipped on the news
"Disobedient civilians have all lanes damned,
arrests are being made, wrists are being slapped"
So I cranked down the window as I rolled past:
"Get a boss, take a bath."
That's what the others shouted while I blared the horn,
with my fist in the air and my gas to the floor.
Give me death or give me rain.
I feel so numb better give me pain.
Bomb threats and hurricanes,
or a new berry flavor from the coffee tray...
It could have been just your forgotten school day,
if not for the drills and the bells that saved.
The fire started some place cool and safe.
Who could have thought?
We should have known!
"Thousands dead!" the leaders spoke.
I pulled at their cuffs
while they were at each other's throats:
"Does this mean I get to go home?"
Give me death or give me rain.
I feel so numb better give me pain.
Bomb threats and hurricanes,
or a new berry flavor from the coffee tray...
Liberty is too much strain.
It could have been like any other day,
if not for the blood in the rain.
