Newsboys – Breakfast (Ukulele)

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Hold the milk put back the sugar, they are powerless to console

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We gather here to sprinkle ashes from our late friends cereal bowl

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Breakfast clubbers say the motto that he taught us to repeat

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You will lose it in your gym class if you wait till noon to eat

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Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft

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every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft

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Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon,

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but before his brain stopped waving he composed this tune

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When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned

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and Captain Crunch is wavin' farewell

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When the big one finds you may this song remind you

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that they don't serve breakfast in Hell

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Breakfast Clubbers, drop the hankies, though to some our friend was odd

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that day he brought those pine pajamas his check was good with God

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Those here without the Lord how do you cope?

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For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope

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Oh, rise up Froot Loop lovers, sing out Sweet and Low

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With spoons held high we bid our brother Cheerio

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When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned

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and Captain Crunch is wavin' farewell

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When the big one finds you may this song remind you

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that they don't serve breakfast in Hell

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When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned

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and Captain Crunch is wavin' farewell

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When the big one finds you may this song remind you

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that they don't serve breakfast in Hell        (this chorus x3)