Coffee Homeground

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 coffeehomeground

Offer me a chocolate

No thank you, spoil my diet, know 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?

Well, 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

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

Pictures of Crippin

Lipstick-smeared

Torn wallpaper

Have the walls got ears here?

Well, 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 six-foot plot

With your hemlock

On the rocks

With your hemlock on the rocks

Noch ein Glas, mein Liebchen?

With your hemlock on the rocks

With your hemlock on the rocks

Es schmeckt wunderbahr!

With your hemlock on the rocks

Oh with your hemlock on the rocks

With your hemlock on the rocks