Bold and Black

Songtext

[Verse 1] Up in the north, they fuss over foam, Measure each sugar cube before heading home, A little cup trembling, dressed up with cream, They call it espresso; I call it a dream. [Chorus] Oh, pass me the coffee, bold and black, With a Sicilian spark and a little more smack, Some folks need a coloring book to get through the day, But we’ll keep the punchlines kind and the insults away. [Verse 2] Down by the harbor, the moka sings clear, No fancy disguise when the strong brew is near, A chipped porcelain cup, a table, a grin, That’s how a long afternoon ought to begin. [Bridge] Every town has a character, every bar has a song, Tease with affection, don’t carry it wrong, Raise up the cup, let the old joke retire, Good food and good company are all we require. [Chorus] Oh, pass me the coffee, bold and black, With a Sicilian spark and a little more smack, Some folks need a coloring book to get through the day, But we’ll keep the punchlines kind and the insults away. [Outro] Cream if you want it, sugar if you please, Just leave the floor clean and enjoy the breeze, From Milan to Palermo, let the whole room cheer: A good cup shared together makes a fine souvenir.