Sounds of Starbucks

[Verse 1]
Hello, coffee, my old friend
I've come to order you again
I hear the grinding of espresso beans
I need a double shot of pure caffeine
And the indie band on the speaker soothes my brain, so I'll remain
Within the sounds of Starbucks

[Verse 2]
Tried to brew my own at home
But felt so quiet and alone
I'll need to be up in the morning rush
Where the leather chairs are soft and plush
And I'll drink a grande cappuccino with a pumpkin scone and charge my phone
Listen to the sounds of Starbucks

[Verse 3]
Then I heard an awful scream
They had totes run out of cream
A new employee spilled the coffee grounds
And the Wi-Fi went completely down
And the lady in yoga pants threw her latte at the wall, the cops were called
Then came the sound of sirens

[Verse 4]
In the drive-through lane I saw
A thousand hipsters, maybe more
People paying without drinking
People waiting, they were all freaking
People going off 'cause they couldn't get a carmel frappe, holy crap
A riot started at Starbucks

[Verse 5]
While a Bible study prayed
Baristas formed a barricade
The manager cried out a warning
To the angry mob that was forming
And he said, "I checked Google Maps. There's another one across the street," so we stampede
And return to the sounds of Starbucks