Luyện nghe bài hát Cafe Shabu

Welcome to the Caf
Permit me to introduce you to of our regulars
Starting on my immediate left, ladies and
Here in Caf

You'll a poet, a man of words by trade
And yes, a refugee from an unnamed political philosophy
here to spread his message of joy and peace amongst us
Thank you much, sir

Over here, next to him, we see a
Who has traded in, a lifestyle of the and famous
For work with and exceptional children
Which I am sure, makes her very pleased herself

and gentlemen, sitting next to her
A man of letters, and words, and
A man who most of his life, deceiving himself
And now, finds himself facing six in rehabilitation

Prison, and a death sentence on the
Sitting next to him, on a banquette, a
She's had two grapes, a raisin, and a chicklet, and full
In fact, been stuffed for years

to her, are two spinsters
Knitting their way, in and out of predicaments
Coloured by the of their ancestors

And by them, some surreal painter's
Brooding over the very of colour-violence
Violence on the blue end of the

to them, two off-duty detectives
Checking other out, next door to the sugarholics
See them shivering, see them staring into the
See growing, oh, see them go comatose, Insulin please, Matre D'

On my right, several politicians, smiling lizard-like
See them assure themselves that status is indeed quo
Rip up the cheques, said the D', see if I care
I do this for the company, got no-one to trust any secrets to but myself

In the basement, in the vault, in the attic on the
Are the I take in part-payment for my time
And the waitress reminds you that in the room bathed in red

Glowing with the of light
That reflects the demands of the living for the dead, are our
A host at your service to your every need
So, order up, the said, our great caf serves everything