Mc BREAKFAST CLUB

THE Mc BREAKFAST CLUB 

IN NJNETEEN EIGHTY-FIVE THEY MADE A MOVIE CALLED “THE BREAKFAST CLUB”, IT WAS ALL THE RAGE.                                                                                                                                                     IT WAS ALL ABOUT A BUNCH OF TEENAGERS COMING OF AGE.                                                   
THEY WERE OVERWHELMED BY THIER PROBLEMS EVEN THOUGH THIER LIFE HADN’T EVEN STARTED.                                                                                                                                                IT WAS THE TRIVIAL THINGS IN THIER LIFE THAT HAD THEM DOWN HEARTED.                           
THEY WERE THROWN TOGETHER IN DETENTION AND SOMEHOW FOUND SOME KIND OF MEANING TO LIFE.                                                                                                                                 IT WAS THE START OF ADULT THINKING THAT WAS RELIEVING THIER STRIFE.  

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT A DIFFERENT BREAKFAST CLUB, IT’S TO BE FOUND AT THE END OF THE ROAD.                                                                                                                                                  IT’S FULL OF PEOPLE WHO THIER ENTIRE LIVES CARRIED THE LOAD.                                               
 I’M TALKING ABOUT McDONALDS’, YOU CAN SEE THEM COME STROLLING IN ABOUT SIX.       THEY ALL HAVE A STORY TO TELL, THEY ALL HAVE TAKEN THIER LICKS.                                           IT’S A CROSS SECTION OF HOW LIFE USED TO BE,                                                                              IN THE LAND OF THE BRAVE AND HOME OF THE FREE. 

IF YOU LIVE IN A SMALL TOWN YOU’LL SEE THE FARMERS, COME WALKING IN.                          
THEY TALK ABOUT WHAT FARMERS DO AND ASK EACH OTHER, HOW YOU BEEN?                        THEY HAVE THIER TRACKTOR HATS ON AND THIER BIB OVERHAULS TOO.                                  
MOST ARE TOO OLD TO WORK, THEY DON’T HAVE MUCH TO DO.                                                ONE HAS AN OLD CAR THAT HE’S TRYING TO SELL.                                                                          HIS FRIEND TELLS HIM THAT HIS WIFE ISN’T FEELING TOO WELL.                                                   THE MAN SITTING IN THE CORNER HAS A TRACTOR THAT HE’S TRYING TO FIX.                         THEN THERE’S THIS GUY DOING NOTHING, HE JUST WANTS TO BE IN THE MIX.                          
THEY ALL DREAM OF A SIMPLER PLACE AND TIME                                                                      
WHEN THE PHONES ALL HAD CORDS AND A PAYPHONE COST A DIME. 

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT A DIFFERENT BREAKFAST CLUB, IT’S TO BE FOUND AT THE END OF THE ROAD.                                                                                                                                                  IT’S FULL OF PEOPLE WHO THIER ENTIRE LIVES CARRIED THE LOAD.                                               I’M TALKING ABOUT McDONALDS’, YOU CAN SEE THEM COME STROLLING IN ABOUT SIX.        
THEY ALL HAVE A STORY TO TELL, THEY ALL HAVE TAKEN THIER LICKS.                                           IT’S A CROSS SECTION OF HOW LIFE USED TO BE,                                                                              IN THE LAND OF THE BRAVE AND HOME OF THE FREE. 

IF YOU LIVE IN THE BIG CITY THE STORY IS STILL THE SAME.                                                         THEY WANDER IN EARLY AND THE GIRL BEHIND THE COUNTER KNOWS THIER NAME.                 THERE’S ALWAYS SOMEONE THERE FIVE MINUTES BEFORE THEY OPEN.                                     TIMES ARE HARD FOR HIM BUT FOR A BETTER LIFE HE’S HOPIN’.                                            THERE’S CENTURYS OF WISDOM SITTING AT THESE TABLES.                                                    
 THERE’S THE BRIGHT, THE DIM AND SOME OF THEM ARE DISABLED.                                       SEEMS LIKE EVERYONE HAS A POINT THAT THEY’RE TRYING TO MAKE.                                        THEY ALL SAY THE WORLD IS CHANGING TOO FAST AND IT’S MORE THAN THEY CAN TAKE. 

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT A DIFFERENT BREAKFAST CLUB, IT’S TO BE FOUND AT THE END OF THE ROAD.                                                                                                                                                  IT’S FULL OF PEOPLE WHO THIER ENTIRE LIVES CARRIED THE LOAD.                                               I’M TALKING ABOUT McDONALDS’, YOU CAN SEE THEM COME STROLLING IN ABOUT SIX.        THEY ALL HAVE A STORY TO TELL, THEY ALL HAVE TAKEN THIER LICKS.                                           IT’S A CROSS SECTION OF HOW LIFE USED TO BE,                                                                              IN THE LAND OF THE BRAVE AND HOME OF THE FREE. 

 

SO, THIS McBREAKFAST CLUB IS FOR THOSE IN THE SUNSET OF THIER LIFE.                                
THEY TALK ABOUT BEING A WIDOW OR A HUSBAND OR A WIFE.                                                 THEY STARTED OUT LONG AGO LOOKING FOR SOMETHING TO BELIEVE IN.                                THEY FOUND OUT LATE IN LIFE THAT MOST PEOPLE ARE DECEIVIN’.                                          
MOST WERE LOOKING FOR SOME KIND OF MEANING IN LIFE AND THEY FOUND IT IN JESUS.     HE’S TRUE TO HIS WORD AND HE PROMISED THAT HE WOULD NEVER LEAVE US.                          SO THEY SIT BACK AND SMILE AS THEY DREAM OF AN EARLIER TIME,                                       WHEN LIFE STILL MADE SENSE AND A CUP OF COFFEE COST A DIME.  

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT A DIFFERENT BREAKFAST CLUB, IT’S TO BE FOUND AT THE END OF THE ROAD.                                                                                                                                                  IT’S FULL OF PEOPLE WHO THIER ENTIRE LIVES CARRIED THE LOAD.                                               I’M TALKING ABOUT McDONALDS’. YOU CAN SEE THEM COME STROLLING IN ABOUT SIX.        THEY ALL HAVE A STORY TO TELL, THEY ALL HAVE TAKEN THIER LICKS.                                           IT’S A CROSS SECTION OF HOW LIFE USED TO BE,                                                                              IN THE LAND OF THE BRAVE AND HOME OF THE FREE.
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