The fridge is humming like a tired tune

[Verse] The fridge is humming like a tired tune A lonely green soldier under the moon Skin like leather Heart of gold [Chorus] The last avocado Sitting all alone Dreams of guacamole Dreams of a throne The last avocado Won't you be mine Spread you on my toast Make my morning shine [Verse 2] Knife in hand like a treasure hunt Hoping for no brown No time to front A creamy dream or a bitter bite [Prechorus] Oh What lies beneath your shell A perfect story or a tale to tell? [Chorus] The last avocado Sitting all alone Dreams of guacamole Dreams of a throne The last avocado Won't you be mine Spread you on my toast Make my morning shine [Bridge] You could be the hero of my breakfast plate Or a tragedy that comes too late But I'll take the risk I'll roll the dice For a moment of bliss For a taste so nice