Coffee Beanery Lyrics - Singles - Casey Dienel

The coffee beanery was about to explode 

Or was it a field 

Nobody knows 

Nobody saw it coming 

But for days 

The forecast predicted frost 

The TV's radiated ice 

The Toyota became a baked Alaska 

And if we took out our spoons 

The windshield wipers scraping beneath 

A little work for dessert 

If every course would put up a good fight first 

All that you build will probably fall someday 

Then you'll be left with only Polaroids 

So, what I want to know is when the sky caves in 

Who's gonna pick up the pieces then 

The signs, they were all there before 

A blink of barrette the waves crashing down on the colonials 

Everybody said "don't get caught, darling, you gonna end up in a Folgers tin" 

But even they liked the storm 

And they drive me batty when they say things like that 

'Cause you know I've heard the stories, too 

Oh I've heard the wives' tale 

Where Polly at a load of stale reunion bread 

And got killed by one of her seven Siamese cats 

Never did want an American short-hair 'cause they've got bones to pick 

All that you build will probably fall someday 

Then you'll be left with only Polaroids 

So, what I want to know is when the sky caves in 

Who's gonna pick up the pieces then 

I had a dream about Helena where she was strumming her cello like it was a banjo 

We got drunk and danced in the sand dunes 'till she said 

"Why don't we go and see about that parade?" 

And James with his beard which is down to his knees, is 

Probably in Asia chewing on a coil of ginseng and he's 

Writing me every week about the big beautiful world 

I kind of want to be a part of it. 

All that you build will probably fall someday 

Then you'll be left with only Polaroids 

So, what I want to know is when the sky caves in 

Who's gonna pick up the pieces then