Morning has broken MR. Coffee has spoken The familiar wake-up call sings to my ears I wake up with a shrug To the floor with a thud Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug? I can now face the day on legal speed (The American way) I'm sketching I'm seizing I'm spazing I'm shaking I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt I-I-I'm wired I'm so inspired I drank the entire pot so off to work Here I come to save the day on legal speed (The American way) Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday