Hello hipster my old friend
You’ve congregated here again
Wearing oversized hemp backpacks
To house your laptops, phone and hackysacks
As you sit there with your meticulously
Coiffed goatee
These are the sounds…of Starbucks

At the coffee shops they stay
With the obnoxious, stagnant fray
That couple just ordered gluten-free teas
And Ashley spelt her name with three e’s
Oh from where do these mindless people come?
My God, they’re dumb
These are the sounds…of Starbucks

And when you think it can’t get worse
Wait until the crowds disperse
And see the refuse that is left behind
Discarded screenplays that will hurt your mind
Because they’re awful, yes, but also arrogant
Throw-up in print
These are the sounds...of Starbucks

But now to much dismay and horror
Starbucks keeps expanding its store
Onslaughts of coloured patterned socks
Infiltrating wooden booths in flocks
Can you please turn down your “Modest Mouse” Brandon
Nice man bun

These are the sounds... of Starbucks