Midnight Brown – Baristacratic lyrics

Barista...

Well she's pierced up
But she works for tips
She got the carpal tunnel
From the extra whip

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She knows the hours of the store
With the vintage clothes
But she can't remember
How your order goes

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

Can barely make a mocha
But she knows her lattes
She's on the phone with her man
All damn day

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

If your shift (?) her's
Then you just can't win
She's showin' up late and
Hungover again

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She says she's gonna move
Can't take it anymore
And the Academy of Art
Didn't like her test scores

And on top of all that
She had a fight with her Mom
And she really needs to hear
That one Outkast song

So I dropped out of pottery class. The teacher was a total. BITCH. I mean I don't even know why I bothered. It's- excuse me, what did you order again?

She claims she was the life
Of the party last night
But it seems she don't remember
The tears or the fight

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She rides a bike to work
Like the rest of them
Since she burned up the clutch
In her Dad's BM

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She party all night and she
Sleep all day
Says movin' to Europe is the
Only way

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

All the men in her life
Get played like chumps
'Cause she cheats on her boyfriend
Every six months

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She hates your hair
She hates your clothes
She hates your shoes
She's indisposed

How dare you try
To buy a drink
She's off on break
Smokes the cloves that stink

Isn't it the cutest tattoo you've ever seen? I know. I especially like the way he drew the eyepatch. I have the toughest dolphin. No, we don't have scones.

All this pressure
Her mind's adrift
I'd like to see you try
To work a four hour shift

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She laughs at the thought
Of Sunday night
She's in The Mission on Tuesdays
To party right

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

Claims to be a non-conformist
So anything goes
She's got a ring on her lip
And more on her toes

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

She'd pour your cup of coffee
But she had to take a call
School starts in three weeks
So she doesn't care at all

Baristacratic
Baristacratic

So I'm not talking to David EVER again. I can't believe he told Cheyna that we hooked up. It's like, I they're married and all, but it's really none of her business. It's like, gimme a break. My life is so hard...