Breakfast - Ver 2

D G (2x) Bm D A Bm Hold the milk put back the sugar, they are powerless to console D A Bm We gather here to sprinkle ashes from our late friends cereal bowl D A Bm Breakfast clubbers say the motto that he taught us to repeat D A Em You will lose it in your gym class if you wait till noon to eat D G Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft Em D G every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft Em D G Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon, Em D G but before his brain stopped waving he composed this tune C G Em G When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned C G D and Captain Crunch is wavin' farewell C G Em G When the big one finds you may this song remind you C G D Bm D A Bm Bm D A that they don't serve breakfast in Hell Bm D A Bm Breakfast Clubbers, drop the hankies, though to some our friend was odd D A Em that day he brought those pine pajamas his check was good with God D G Those here without the Lord how do you cope? Em D G For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope Em D G Oh, rise up Froot Loop lovers, sing out Sweet and Low Em D G With spoons held high we bid our brother Cheerio C G Em G When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned C G D and Captain Crunch is wavin' farewell C G Em G When the big one finds you may this song remind you C G D that they don't serve breakfast in Hell D D D D D D D D D D D D D D D D C G Em G C G D D C G Em G C G D D C G Em G When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned C G D and Captain Crunch is wavin' farewell C G Em G When the big one finds you may this song remind you C G D that they don't serve breakfast in Hell (this chorus 3x)