Bush Kate Coffee Homeground lyrics

Bush Kate
Lionheart
Coffee Homeground
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