Busting Up a Starbucks - Mike Doughty

It will always be, the end of time

The end of law, the end of life

The dogs will howl and yank the leash

From tree to tree and from each to each

And does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown

You can?

t even pry the nameplate off, now can you?

Fix it with your tiny fist there

James Van Der Beek and them sisters from sister, sister

The only one that?

s ever felt this is you, the force that?

s forcing you

To feel like busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

This bitter drink, has made you drunk

The thoughts you think become unthunk

The sea?

s ablaze and the sky is too

The water?

s red and the flames are blue

And does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown

You can?

t even pry the nameplate off, now can you?

Fix it with your tiny fist there up

James Van Der Beek and them sisters from sister, sister

The only one that?

s ever felt this is you, the force that?

s forcing you

To feel like busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

Nyack!

Ronkonkoma!

East Orange!

Piscataway!

Busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks

Busting up a Starbucks