Life, According to a Co-op Cup:
Do I attract you, do I repulse you, with my plastic body?
Am I too cloudy, am I too dirty, what will you put in me now?
Yeah I can be half-full, I can be useful,
But I’m stuck in your room
Why do you keep me?
Why do you keep me?
Instead of bringing me down?
I try to be like a mason jar—ooooooooh
But I’m not big enough
So I tried a little coffee mug
But I’m still just a cup!
I can be wet, I can be dry, I can be chocolate milk
I can be Hobarted, I can be Beer Ponged
But put me back right-side up
Gotta be clean, gotta be clean
Gotta be saaaaanitized
Why do you stack me?
Why do you stack me?
Oh, it isn’t health code!
