Informazioni sulla canzone In questa pagina puoi trovare il testo della canzone Cup of Brown Joy, artista - Tom CaruanaCanzone dell'album The Indifference Engine, nel genere Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Data di rilascio: 05.01.2008
Etichetta discografica: Tea Sea
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Cup of Brown Joy |
I need a cup of the brown stuff, the shade of an acorn |
Made warm by the same source that I take my cakes from |
Using a teapot, a mug or fine china |
Been hooked up to IVs, need constant supplies |
And a drip for my urges might verge on perverted |
But for earthy brown tea, I’m certain it’s worth it! |
With Sherpas who work herds and use a fresh fountain |
I’ve discerned brews from Peruvian mountains |
I’ve slurped up a cuppa from an elephant’s trunk |
With a couple of monks who utterly stunk |
I’ve had bourbons with sultans and creams with queens |
And I’ve bathed in Earl Grey--I'm really that keen! |
And missionaries dismiss me for my single epiphany |
The diff between him and me is a simple sip of British tea! |
So when times are hard and life is rough |
You can stick the kettle on and find me a cup |
Now, when I say «Earl Grey,» you say «Yes, please!» |
Earl Grey! (Yes, please!) |
Earl Grey! (Yes, please!) |
When I say «Assam,» you say «Lovely!» |
Assam! (Lovely!) |
Assam! (Lovely!) |
When I say «Ooh,» you say «Aah!» |
Ooh! (Aah!) |
Ooh! (Aah!) |
Ooh! (Aah!) |
Ooh, yes, I’ll do a number on you |
I’ve been around the world in eighty brews, to see the place it takes me to |
To make a brew that tastes like the cream cakes made by angels do |
I’m not the same as you, get shaky but aim |
To swig amazing fluids but don’t make it the same |
Now, using fine leaves picked by pretty maidens |
In a bag knitted by a seamstress who lives in Copenhagen |
Brewed up in a pot made of semi-precious metal |
Let the blessed contents settle in my very special kettle! |
Now, when I say «Oo,» you say «long!» |
Oo! (long!) |
Oo! (long!) |
When I say «Herbal,» you say «No, thanks!» |
Herbal? (No, thanks!) |
Herbal? (No, thanks!) |
Hm, no. No, I want--I want milk in it. Strong, though--I want to see that spoon |
stand up! |
If you’re tired of tea then you’re tired of life |
Hah! I’m madder than a hatter and it fires my mic |
Liken to me to Earl Grey, Assam, or Ginger |
Lapsang Souchong, raise my pinkie finger! |
Keep your sodding coffee in a proper copper coffee pot |
And spot me lobbing teapots at your poncy rotten coffee shop |
Coffee clots, nodding off--lost the plot, sodding off |
Need some caffeine, tannin, and a Battenberg to top it off! |
Cut from off a different cloth, a different lot can take their beer |
On 80 cups a day, I haven’t slept for 80 years! |
You could say I’m mad for tea--or, or just say I’m mad-- |
Oh, you can’t stay any longer? Oh, actually, I’m, I’m quite glad-- |
All the more Battenberg for me-- |
I can barely pour, my hands have gone a bit shaky from caffeine-- |
I love it though, I’d sell me own grandma for a cup… |
Well, I’d sell YOUR grandma for a cup… |