Fastball Breakfast Lyrics

Breakfast Lyrics

Hold the milk, put back the sugar 
They are powerless to console 
We've
gathered here to sprinkle ashes 
from our late friend's cereal
bowl.
Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto 
that he taught us to repeat:

"You will lose it in your gym class 
if you wait `til noon to
eat."
Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft 
every Monday
he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft 
Oh, none of us knew his checkout
time would come so soon 
But before his brain stopped waving, he composed
this tune:
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WHEN THE TOAST IS BURNED 
AND ALL THE MILK HAS
TURNED AND CAPTAIN CRUNCH IS WAVING FAREWELL 
WHEN THE BIG ONE FINDS YOU

MAY THIS SONG REMIND YOU 
THAT THEY DON'T SERVE BREAKFAST IN
HELL
Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies. 
Though to some our friend was
odd, 
that day he bought those pine pajamas 
his check was good with
God.
Those here without the Lord, 
how do you cope? 
For this morning
we don't mourn 
like those who have no hope
Oh, rise up, Fruit Loop
lovers - 
sing out sweet & low 
With spoons held high 
we bid our
brother, "Cheerio!"
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