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Each night the dream beganWe were sitting here waiting on our coffee cansEyes fixed upon the skiesI was thinking of you and if I qualifiedThen when the trumpet blewThe reality hit, this wasn't pay-per-viewMy can lifted up and outUntil a siren wailed and a megaphone shoutedPull that bucket overLet me see your registrationYou'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad copIf they find you guiltyThey'll impound your can in HadesWhere the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last dropI watched the others flyOn their coffee cans as they waved goodbyeFreed from the earthy grindThey had escaped the roast, I'd been identifiedDream police nowhere to be foundI was left here choking on the muddy groundsI calmed down and reached for my PezBut the head on the dispenser was Juan ValdezPull that bucket overLet me see your registrationYou'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad copIf they find you guiltyThey'll impound your can in HadesWhere the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last dropTossing in my sleepa gainThe metaphor was wearing thinUntil my nightmare stretched it even moreLord, you placed the bitter cupAgainst your lips and drank it upTo bring me where you areI can't believe I've wandered off this farWoke up and smelled the coffeeI don't like what caffeine does to meGod's got a pull I've felt first handI've gotta stop believing in my coffee canPull that bucket overLet me see your registrationYou'll be questioned at the station by a good cop/bad copIf they find you guiltyThey'll impound your can in HadesWhere the grounded lads and ladies had it good 'til the last dropBad dream, but I understandThat you can't get to Heaven on a coffee can

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