The Starbucks Closed

The Starbucks closed,
I feel hosed,
I need my caffeine fix right away,
It’s a dark beginning to a quiet and desperate day.

The ATM’s down,
But who’s the clown,
I have my rent and nothing more,
The wealth I have is just a tad,
It won’t even get me through the door.

My girl, she’s gone,
I drove her away by my carrying on,
I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself,
I’m just a desperate man without a plan,
She’s gone, she’s had enough.

The Starbucks closed,
I feel hosed,
I need my caffeine fix right away,
It’s a dark beginning to a quiet and desperate day.

My car, she’s down,
My only transportation is my feet on the ground,
And there are miles to go before I sleep,
My legs are rubbery and worn,
It’s the lack of a midday nap that I mourn,
And I hear nothing from you, not even a peep.

The IRS is after me,
They never leave me alone,
They garnished my wages and put a lien on my home,
The government, it’s done nothing for me,
Except send me to Iraq with the 15th infantry.
                                                                
My dog, she died,
She was the only being I could confide,
She just wore out her years,
The thought of her just brings me to tears,
There’s no dog in my life anymore,
My life has no meaning, my life’s just a bore.
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The Starbucks closed,
There’s gotta be a Dunks somewhere in town,
Guess I’ll just wipe off this silly frown, after all
I’m Dunkin' Donuts bound.