Then they let him lie for a very long time 'til the sun had baked him dry. So these three men fulfilled their vow that little Don Juan should die. Then they threw his corpse in a great copper pan, and they roasted him quite black. And they shipped him off to America wrapped in a burlap sack.
And there in the market place, his body was sold off by the pound. His bones were placed in a little Swiss mill and very finely ground. And as if that were not enough, they've scalded him all through, And they've let him drip through a filter fine, and he's made a strong black brew.
Here's little Don Juan in a bone-white mug with sugar and with cream. And little Don Juan in his bone-white mug, he rules the earth supreme! For the business world would grind to a halt and so would the underground scene, And the gamers and fans couldn't stay up all night without a little Juan Coffeebean.
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A teeny Birthday Gift for You
http://www.thewildoats.com/juancoff.html
Juan Coffeebean
words © 1996 by Allison Lonsdale and Craig Kozeluh
There were three men come out of the south, their fortunes for to try.
And these three men made a solemn vow: Juan Coffeebean must die.
They rode their burros up the hill, where they found him jolly and red,
And they plucked him down from off his bush and swore that he was dead.
Then they let him lie for a very long time 'til the sun had baked him dry.
So these three men fulfilled their vow that little Don Juan should die.
Then they threw his corpse in a great copper pan, and they roasted him quite black.
And they shipped him off to America wrapped in a burlap sack.
And there in the market place, his body was sold off by the pound.
His bones were placed in a little Swiss mill and very finely ground.
And as if that were not enough, they've scalded him all through,
And they've let him drip through a filter fine, and he's made a strong black brew.
Here's little Don Juan in a bone-white mug with sugar and with cream.
And little Don Juan in his bone-white mug, he rules the earth supreme!
For the business world would grind to a halt and so would the underground scene,
And the gamers and fans couldn't stay up all night without a little Juan Coffeebean.
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