Holding the Trench at the Coffee Machine (Take 2)
Thank you for your service
Would you like oat milk with
that?
Five screws in the jawbone,
titanium bite Two stents in the
chest keeping rhythm at night I
walk past the terrace,
the sun on the glass They're
holding the line with a VIP
pass He says he's a soldier
of macrofinance Fighting the war in
his tailored fit pants Swiping the
platinum, bleeding the fee Holding the
flank at the craft bakery Oh,
look at the heroes,
exhausted and brave Sipping cold matcha
to rescue the brave One percent
charity, ninety-nine pride Look how they
suffer on Avenue side Holding the
trench at the coffee machine The
bravest battalion you ever have seen
Defending the border of velvet and
foam While somebody else carries iron
back home
Cross on artillery
Receipts in the airlock
So easy to blaze from a
designer chair
He tells me the market is
brutal this week His therapist says
that his aura is weak Burnout
is heavy,
the taxes are cruel He's drowning
in stress by the heated up
pool My jaw clicks in winter,
my ribs know the rain I
left half my brothers out there
on the plain While generals traded
the map for a suit And
patio warriors divided the loot
Keep the economy spinning,
boys
Somebody has to drink the prosecco
Five pieces of metal in my
mouth
Just to keep me from spitting
in yours Holding the trench at
the coffee machine The bravest battalion
you ever have seen Defending the
border of velvet and foam While
somebody else carries iron back home
Holding the trench at the coffee
machine The bravest battalion you ever
have seen Defending the border of
velvet and foam While somebody else
carries iron back home
Cross on artillery
Receipts in the airlock
So easy to blaze from a
designer chair
Your receipt, commander