Mike Doughty - Busting Up a Starbucks lyrics

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 From each to each 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. This bitter drink Has made you drunk The thoughts you think Become unthunk The sea's ablaze The sky is too The water's red And the flames are blue Nyack! Ronkonkoma! East Orange! Piscataway!