Bush Kate Coffee Homeground Lyrics

Coffee Homeground Lyrics

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 come
The 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-missing
here 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 eat
And may they rest in
peace with coffee -
homeground.
Chorus