Morning Joe

Got my head around the hustle, baby In your cage, a faint butterfly barely floating Stains on her wing Got lost in all your glitter and green New York streets, my hands on a sleeve Oh, I'm racing, chasing to an empty finish line Got the same way and day and pay and same charcoal coffee Holding on a rhythm that'll go on till I'm eighty But I don't need that morning Don't need that morning joe again Dreaming through the swirls in my cup But this dream, oh I can't keep up Oh it's routine and putting a face on everyday Got the same way and day and pay and same charcoal coffee Holding on a rhythm that'll go on till I'm eighty But I don't need that morning Don't need that morning joe again And I started to sing to the stars and the sky And thank them for this long and beautiful ride With the sun coming up, shining down on us And we started to feel alive, oh Got the same way and day and pay and same charcoal coffee Holding on a rhythm that'll go on till I'm eighty But I don't need that morning Don't need that morning joe again Don't need that morning Don't need that morning joe again Don't need that morning Don't need that morning joe again