Coffee, Methadone & Cigarettes

See, my old man has a broken heart

He got a leaky valve and an aneurysm, but trace it back to the start

When that big ol' fire came towards the end of town

Well, that greedy thing burnt more than the bush down

You can bury that head and try to forget

He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

In the summer of '58, when innocence shattered and broke

The tree, the egg, the nest, the breast, the yolk

When those thievin' flames took my granddad from my pa

And ever since then, we've been mending all those scars

But the bandages and ointments ain't done it

He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

That broken bird somehow grew

With the seven brothers and sisters moved from the country to the zoo

Between the legacy visits and the boarding schools

Yes, he learned to dodge the books and he learned to dodge the fools

Says he made mistakes, but lives with no regrets

Still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

Grandma on Sunday used to eat the chicken neck

She said she wasn't hungry and the kids could have the rest

And when those kids grew, they learnt just what she'd done

She would go hungry for all of them, she'd go hungry for everyone

And now she's gone and it's hell in the hand basket

He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

See, my old man has a broken heart

He got a leaky valve, an aneurysm, but ya trace it back to the start

And when that big ol' fire came towards the end of town

Well, that greedy thing burnt more than the bush down

And you can bury that head and try to forget

You can bury that head and try to live with no regrets

You can bury that head and it's all gone to shit

He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes

And now she's gone and it's hell in the hand basket

He's still waking up with coffee, methadone and cigarettes