Little Coffee House

Little Coffee House It’s the coffee counter line-up A conveyor belt of people Ready for their little treat A little piece of comfort From their favorite beanery I strum as I watch them My guitar like an old friend They should say hello to - But they never do Little Coffee House My band’s playing for you But what do you do You just want want want your cups Your little coffee mugs So move up to the front Funky-spiked hair dude Jokes with the worker He leans on the counter (I think that he likes her) But people are waiting And he’s hesitating So all the shoe tappers Start to harass him - Hurry up and pick one fast Little Coffee House We’re playing for you But what do you do You just need need need your cups Your little coffee mugs And that little coffee buzz I look around the room There’s a girl in a red shirt Looking out of the window She sips on a latte - I think she’s an artist She lays out her sketchbook But she doesn’t start to draw She turns to face the wall – What are we doing wrong? We don’t have to be inspiration But how ‘bout entertainment? Are we a distraction? I can’t help but asking Are we an invasion Of the air? Little Coffee House We’re playing for you But what do you do You just sip sip sip your cups Your little coffee mugs Not listening to us There’s a man on a laptop There’s a girl reading Sherlock There’s a guy on a cell phone A boy eating Jell-O I want them to look up If they’d look up they’d see us Are we so bad we should shut up? Because I feel like we just suck - I feel like we’re not even here We’re jamming To inattentive ears Oh Little Coffee House I feel I’m at a loss We’re playing here for you But what do you do Your busy coffee mouths Keep sippin’ till it’s out If only you’d listen You’d hear what you’re missin’ We’re not Just another gig Someday, we’ll make it BIG Sip sip sippin’ cups Those little coffee mugs Sip ‘em till they’re out Little Coffee House