Lovers At Breakfast

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lyrics

Sitting in the dining room
In a B&B by the sea
There wafts a strange and stale perfume
From the couples next to me
It is the odour of regret
Of duvets left in haste
How easily these fools forget
The nighttime’s honeyed taste
For in the cruel morning light
They’ve nothing left to say
These ardent lovers of the night
Are enemies by day

Here's to bored lovers at breakfast
Silent with coffee and toast
She looks blank, he looks mean
And though once they were keen
They have seen all they want of the coast

Next the spent lovers exhausted
From an evening of far too much booze
She threw up, he passed out
Now her mouth’s like a trout
Cause he’s come down to dine without shoes

You see lovers belong to the nighttime
To dinner and cocktails then sex
After six hours of humping
Their heads are both pumping
The morning is far too complex

See the coy lovers with kippers
They’ve been petting each other all week
She looks flushed, he looks old
And their bed’s getting cold
As they toy with their bubble and squeak

Don’t think that I worry or bother
About their romantic affairs
But you’re in a hotel, why give yourself hell
When you could eat each other upstairs
It’s not that I’m nosey or curious
About their peculiar lives
But in mixed company, you are not quite as free
To lick strawberry jam off your wives…knives

Here’s to rich lovers with bubbly
They never check the price tag
He’s got cash, she wont work
And she thinks he’s a jerk
But she’s far too attached to her jag

Watch the gay lovers at buffet
Smiling between gritted teeth
One is smug, one is not
Cause the waiter is hot
And last night it was him underneath

Foolish lovers belong to the night time
To dinner and cocktails then sex
It's a fair old assumption
Their quest for consumption
Will render them all nervous wrecks

Here’s a lone woman at breakfast
Scratching an old ketchup stain
She’s had tea, she’s had fun
And a boiled egg for one
And it’s not that she’s needy
She’s just a bit greedy
No she’ll never judge them
Or ever begrudge them
Humming her own quiet refrain
She hopes, she prays that, these lovers will come back…again

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from Songs For Cynics, released July 28, 2013

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Michael Roulston is a composer, accompanist, arranger and actor-musician with a passion for cabaret.

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