Coffee

One Cup of Coffee	Eén Kopje Koffie

I get up, not quite awake yet, I stumble through the house like a poor devil. But despite everything I find my goal, just by my sense of direction. Yes I am a user, I take it straight so no sugar. I pour the black gold in a cup, and I revive! ONE CUP OF COFFEE	Ik ben een gebruiker. Het pure spul, dus zonder de suiker. Ik giet het zwarte goud in een kop en leef weer op! EEN KOPJE KOFFIE
The market is stabilizing the big shops work as dealer, a poor Brazilian is the supplier. It contains caffein, I run on it as were it gasoline Espresso, moccha always unleaded, so give me ONE CUP OF COFFEE Through all the classes it comforts everybody In times of trouble, pour another cup ONE CUP OF COFFEE All those people in the offices, you shouldn't bother them, but if the coffee-lady wants to, everything comes to a full stop. Schools, industries, universities they all are run on one thing ONE CUP OF COFFEE Booze, cigarettes, greasy food, we are slowly killing ourselves. But I like refinement, I like a decent addiction. After all those years I know what to do, so I order ONE CUP OF COFFEE


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One Cup of Coffee