On the way home from work
at four in the morning
the last few seconds of a classic blues song
came chugging hrough the speakers
classic rythm classic notes
and a voice ragged by cigarettes and age
then it ended
and the smooth talkin pot smokin DJ anounced
“that was Mojo Black Coffee with…”
and I thought; “damn, 
you couldn’t have a more blues sounding name
than Mojo Black Coffee
hell black coffee sounds pretty good right now

I’m a blues player too can’t yah tell
I drink my coffee black
take my whiskey neat
I go to work at night
and sing poems that don’t ryyyyyyyhme!!!
I’m a bluuuuuues player too
singin’ ’bout women I once had!!
I’m a bluuuuuues player honey!
life I dont take for granted!
‘Cus I’ma blues playyyyer too
with black coffe on my mind
dun dun-dun dun-dun dun-dun dun-dun du-dun-duuuuuuuuuuuun!