Coffee burns in a plastic pot
The morning air is thick and hot
Sixty beans in a neon race
Tumbling fast in a crowded space
Grab the crown and hold it tight
Running through the velvet light
Jump the gap and make the slide
Nowhere left for us to hide
Yellow skin and a polka dot
Fighting for the only spot
Slipping on a plastic floor
Bumping through a revolving door
Tumble down in a giant heap
The mountain climb is way too steep
Wobble left and then wobble right
Hold the line with all your might
Grab the crown and hold it tight
Running through the velvet light
Jump the gap and make the slide
Nowhere left for us to hide
One last leap to the finish line
Everything is feeling fine
Cold brew dripping in a paper cup
Watch the golden trophy rise up
Grease is popping on the flat top grill
The chaotic rush is a sudden thrill
Round and round in a dizzy spin
Only one of us can truly win
Grab the crown and hold it tight
Running through the velvet light
Jump the gap and make the slide
Nowhere left for us to hide
Just a bean in a plastic game
No one here remembers my name
Hold the crown.
Hold the crown.
