Sam's Brew from Moxie by Ska Fiends
Tracklist
| 2. | Sam's Brew | 2:25 |
Lyrics
Sam's brewing beans that you've never seen, A single-origin dream, so fresh and clean. Grind it fine, take your time, pour it slow, Sam's a third-wave snob, and he's letting you know!
Sam woke up at dawn, beans from Burundi,
Handpicked, sun-dried, tasting earthy and fruity.
Got his scale, got his kettle, it’s a ritual,
Every drop is precious, each sip, habitual.
Don’t talk to Sam 'bout no drip from a machine, He’s all about that Chemex, his coffee’s pristine!
Sam's brewing beans that you've never seen, A single-origin dream, so fresh and clean. Grind it fine, take your time, pour it slow, Sam's a third-wave snob, and he's letting you know!
At the café, Sam's a connoisseur,
Espresso shot so pure, he's the pour-over cure. Tell him about your roast—light, medium, or bold? If you can't taste the notes, then, man, you’re too old.
No sugar, no cream, just the bean’s true soul, In this coffee scene, Sam's taking control.
Sam's brewing beans that you've never seen, A single-origin dream, so fresh and clean. Grind it fine, take your time, pour it slow, Sam's a third-wave snob, and he's letting you know!
You can keep your lattes, your frappes, your foam, Sam’ll be in his kitchen, where the true brews roam.
Temperature’s key, 93 degrees,
It’s all in the details, precision’s the breeze.
So when you see Sam sipping, don’t you scoff, He’s living that third-wave life, and he's showing off!
Sam's brewing beans that you've never seen, A single-origin dream, so fresh and clean. Grind it fine, take your time, pour it slow, Sam's a third-wave snob, and he's letting you know!
Now Sam is the star of the show!
Credits
Lyrics: James Allen








