Champagne for breakfast
from Pick Your Prison by Elizabeth Carter
lyrics
I think I’ll open up some bubbly.
Trip and slip on my telephone
answering my banana.
A voice says, “Hello? Hello?”
I say, “nobody is home”.
A voice says,
“You must be nobody.
Tell me
how does it feel
to be nobody?”
I say, “Nothing is real
I’m having champagne for breakfast
because I’m not afraid
to celebrate nothing.
Will you miss my morning breath?
Trip and slip on my telephone
answering my banana.
A voice says, “Hello? Hello?”
I say, “nobody is home”.
A voice says,
“You must be nobody.
Tell me
how does it feel
to be nobody?”
I say, “Nothing is real
I’m having champagne for breakfast
because I’m not afraid
to celebrate nothing.
Will you miss my morning breath?
credits
from Pick Your Prison,
released November 21, 2020
license
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about
Elizabeth Carter Rochester, New York
The last time I saw my great grandmother alive, she called me a foul ball. Today I honor her vision.
discography
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Nov 2020 -
Nov 2020 -
Dec 2015