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Hold the milk, put back the sugar
They are powerless to console
We're gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend's cereal bowl
Breakfast clubbers, say the motto
That he taught us to repeat
"You will lose it in your gym class
If you wait till noon to eat"
Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft
Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his check-out time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
Breakfast clubbers dropped the hankies
Though to some our friend was odd
That day he bought those pine pajamas
His check was good with God
Those here without the Lord, how do you cope?
For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope
Oh, rise up Fruit Loop lovers, sing out Sweet and Low
With spoons held high, we bid our brother Cheerio
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
They are powerless to console
We're gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend's cereal bowl
Breakfast clubbers, say the motto
That he taught us to repeat
"You will lose it in your gym class
If you wait till noon to eat"
Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft
Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his check-out time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
Breakfast clubbers dropped the hankies
Though to some our friend was odd
That day he bought those pine pajamas
His check was good with God
Those here without the Lord, how do you cope?
For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope
Oh, rise up Fruit Loop lovers, sing out Sweet and Low
With spoons held high, we bid our brother Cheerio
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the Big One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
Lyrics submitted by urbabikaty
Breakfast Lyrics as written by Steve Taylor Peter Furler
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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lol hey blinkfan..... i love how u posted that ... and yet no one so far has said, "omg ur right y do i believe in jesus?? this dude who has to put his opinions in caps to voice his opinions is totally right. in fact, i think ill go worship him."
hahahahahahaha
whether u like it or not.... religious music is music
u can sing about freaking waffles and as long as theres instruments and/ or a beat its music.
obviously u r a prejudicedperson who says he is a music fan... but real music fans dont say one kind of music just sucks. they dont have to lsten to it all, but they can at least appreciate it. some songs suck, but theres not one style of music that just flat sucks. if u disagree, try arguing to all the ppl that favor religous music or emo music or w/e.
lateer.
ps. i love this song we sing it in youth!! lol