[Verse 1]

Hold the milk, put back the sugar

They are powerless to console

We're gathered here to sprinkle ashes

From our late friend's cereal bowl

Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto

That he taught us to repeat:

"You will lose it in your gym class

If you wait till noon to eat"

[Pre-Chorus]

Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft

Every Monday, he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft

Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon

But before his brain stopped wavin', he composed this tune:

[Chorus]

When the toast is burned

And all the milk has turned

And Cap'n Crunch is wavin' farewell

When the big one finds you

May this song remind you

That they don't serve breakfast in Hell

[Verse 2]

Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies

Though to some, our friend was odd

That day he bought those pine pajamas

His check was good with God

[Pre-Chorus]

Those here without the Lord, how do you cope?

For this mornin' we don't mourn like those who have no hope

Oh, rise up, Froot Loop lovers, sing out sweet and low

With spoons held high, we bid our brother, "Cheerio!"

[Chorus]

When the toast is burned

And all the milk has turned

And Cap'n Crunch is wavin' farewell

When the big one finds you

May this song remind you

That they don't serve breakfast in Hell

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]

When the toast is burned

And all the milk has turned

And Cap'n Crunch is wavin' farewell

When the big one finds you

May this song remind you

That they don't serve breakfast in Hell

When the toast is burned

And all the milk has turned

And Cap'n Crunch is wavin' farewell

When the big one finds you

May this song remind you

That they don't serve breakfast in Hell

When the toast is burned

And all the milk has turned

And Cap'n Crunch is wavin' farewell

When the big one finds you

May this song remind you

That they don't serve breakfast in Hell