Chorus:
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my—;
My lemonade!
Background vocals:
(lemonade—yeah!—)
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my—;
My lemonade!
(lemon—ade)
Verse 1:
Ice cold,
Freshly squeezed,
Its so refreshing like ice tea,
Summer treat like ice cream.
Thirst quenching.
Kickin’ it old school’
We be sweatin’
In the sun;
Coolin’ off with a new school fl—ava!
Made only with
Organic lemons,
Ice cubes, aqua fresh;
Water from the mountain.
(And that) Re-al maple syrup.
Canadian, high grade Eastern tap,
We got some real
Connoisseur shhh in the West
Happenin.’
Crystal clear,
Every drop gets you higher
Straight to the melting pot,
Well the worlds on fire!
Keepin’ it real come together as one.
Spreading love, light and Jah wisdom.
Feel the freedom.
Relax;
Unwind from your daily chains,
Take a dip in the glacier fed Kootenay Lake;
Throw your struggles and dilemmas
(And) take a sip of the sweet lemonade.
Come on!
Chorus:
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my—;
My lemonade!
Background vocals:
(lemonade—yeah!—)
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my—;
My lemonade!
(lemon—ade)
Verse 2:
Mmm soo tasty,
Who needs Dairy Queen or
Tasty Freeze
When you got the
Lemon-zest;
Freshly squeezed?
Tha bees knees,
It’s a party full of flavour, colour
With a minty garnish,
For you to savour.
Born in the 80’s,
Kool-Aid was for cool kids,
You get that packet n’
You’d be jumpin’ and break dancin’
In the hall when you hear that fizz.
Couldn’t wait for the cherry and grape,
Lemon, orange or root beer crystals to
Shake, shake, shake—
Shake it;
As you stirred it up
Tangy sweetness hits your lips
And your thirst is fired up.
I was always a sour keys kinda kid,
Loved that tart,
Slightly bitter, sharp;
Acrimonious kinda sip.
To be the buisness
In the 90’s if you were nine,
All you needed was
Some cool shades,
Some fresh kicks
And a cup of Koolaid,
Come on!
Chorus:
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my—;
My lemonade!
Background vocals:
(lemonade—yeah!—)
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my—;
My lemonade!
(lemon—ade)
Verse 3:
Fast forward to the 2000’s
We learned about the rea—lness.
Want it rugged and raw,
Don’t want that refined sugar sheeit.
Save the pesticides and fake dyes for all the skids.
I’ll be chilling in my hammock on a summer’s day,
Swayin’ back and forth,
Middle of the heat wave;
Listening to that sick drop of the base,
Beat from a mile away—.
Sippin’ on the freshly squeezed lemonade.
Chorus:
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my;
My lemonade!
Background vocals:
(lemonade—yeah!—)
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my;
My lemonade!
(lemon—ade)
Outro:
Said goodbye to my youthful days,
Drinkin’ Koolaid;
We’ll be gettin’ trippy;
As we’re sippin’
On some pure lemonade.
Chorus:
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my;
My lemonade!
Background vocals:
(lemonade—yeah!—)
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my;
My lemonade!
(lemon—ade)
Repeat Corus:
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my;
My lemonade!
Background vocals:
(lemonade—yeah!—)
I grew up on Koo—l-Aid,
But I love my;
My lemonade!
(lemon—ade)
Fade Out
About the Creator
Janine Michelle
Canadian busy mom here turning 40 😳 Writing granted me healing as a youth. It has allowed me to process grief and express love. A solace through decades as I fill pages with poetry, lyrics, rhymes, essays, stories and children’s books.


Comments (2)
nice to read Love is like a variety of people. But for me, love does not mean just one person, but many people of many kinds—who sit very close to my heart.
with lots of lime. Love that Kool aid.