KATE BUSH - Coffee Homeground lyrics

rate me

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 youspoil my dietknow your game!

But tell me just how come

They smell of bitter almonds?

It's a no-no to your coffee homeground.

Pictures of crippin

Lipstick-smeared.

Torn wallpaper.

Have the walls got ears here?

Wellyou won't get me with your belladonna--in the coffee

And you won't get me with your aresenic--in the pot of tea

And you won't get me in a hole to rot--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.

Maybe you're 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.

Wellyou won't get me with your belladonna--in the coffee

And you won't get me with your aresenic--in the pot of tea

And you won't put me in a six-foot plot--with your hemlock

On the rocks.

You won't get me with your belladonna--in the coffee

And you won't get me with your aresenic--in the pot of tea

And you won't get me in a hole to rot--with your hemlock

On the rocks.

With your hemlock on the rocks.

"noch ein glasmein liebchen? "*

With your hemlock on the rocks.

"es schmeckt wunderbahr!"*

With your hemlock on the rocks.

"und ? ? ? "