Luyện nghe bài hát Cafe Shabu

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

note a poet, a man of words by trade
And yes, that's a refugee 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 with underprivileged and exceptional children
Which I am sure, makes her very pleased herself

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

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

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

And close by them, some surreal
Brooding the very over-emphasis of colour-violence
Violence on the blue end of the

Next to them, two off-duty
each other out, next door to the sugarholics
See them shivering, see them staring the distance
See them growing, oh, see them go comatose, Insulin please, D'

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

In the basement, in the vault, in the on the walls
Are the pictures I in part-payment for my time
And the waitress reminds you that in the back room in red

Glowing with the speed of
That reflects the demands of the for the dead, are our angels
A host at your service to meet every need
So, order up, the waitress said, our great caf everything