Letra de Coffee can

Each night the dream began
We were sitting here, waiting on our coffee cans
Eyes fixed upon the skies
I was thinking of You, and if I qualified
Then when the trumpet blew
The reality hit, this wasn´t pay-per-view
My can lifted up and out
´Til the siren wailed, and a megaphone shouted

Pull that bucket over
Let me see your registration
You´ll be questioned at the station
By a good cop, bad cop
If they find you guilty
They´ll impound your can in Hades
Where the grounded lads and ladies
Had it good ´til the last drop

I watched the others fly
On their coffee cans, as they waived goodbye
Freed from the earthly grind
They had escaped the roast, I´d been identified
Dream police nowhere to be found
I was left choking on the muddy grounds
I calmed down and reached for my Pez
But the head on the dispenser was Juan Valdez

Pull that bucket over
Let me see your registration
You´ll be questioned at the station
By a good cop, bad cop
If they find you guilty
They´ll impound your can in Hades
Where the grounded lads and ladies
Had it good ´til the last drop

Tossing in my sleep again
The metaphor was wearing thin
´Til my nightmare stretched it even more
Lord you placed the bitter cup
Against your lips, and drank it up
To bring me where you are
I can´t believe I´ve wandered off this far

Woke up and smeeled the coffee
I don´t like what caffeine does to me
God´s got a pull I´ve felt first hand
I´ve gotta stop believeing my coffee can

Pull that bucket over
Let me see your registration
You´ll be questioned at the station
By a good cop, bad cop
If they find you guilty
They´ll impound your can in Hades
Where the grounded lads and ladies
Had it good ´til the last drop

Bad dream, but I understand
That you can´t get to Heaven on a coffee can