"Cupholders" lyrics

Free the hand, free the man
Free the hand, free the man

I remember what the world was like before cup holders
It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good
Now they keep our drinks upright
And our cold drinks colder
It's so nice when something works the way it should

Now we have them in our boats, lawnmowers and airplanes
In our golf carts, our wheelchairs and our cars
And in our bathrooms, there are some
That fold up when we're done
You can find one nearly anywhere you are

So why isn't everybody happy
Why so much discontent and strife
And when I feel like Styrofoam
Baby you make me feel at home
Yes, you're the cup holder of my life

Free the hand, free the man
Free the hand, free the man

With our cellphones, our drones and computers
Before these things, how did we survive
Now we rarely have to think
About a place to set our drink
What a beautiful time, to be alive

Now some people say cup holders
Others say cupholders (Cupholders)
Pronouncing the 'PH' as an 'F'
There are two schools of thought
And discussions can get hot
But actually, either one's correct

So why isn't everybody happy
Why so much discontent and strife
When my life is in the can
Baby, you're my place to land
Yes, you're the cup holder of my life

Free the hand, free the man
Free the hand, free the man

Cup holder (Cup holder)