Luyện nghe bài hát Coffee Beanery

The beanery was about to explode
Or was it a
Nobody
Nobody saw it
But for
The predicted frost
The radiated ice

The Toyota became a Alaska
And if we took out our
The wipers scraping beneath
A little work for
If every course would put up a fight first

All that you build will fall someday
you'll be left with only Polaroids
So, what I to know is when the sky caves in
Who's pick up the pieces then

The signs, were all there before
A blink of the waves crashing down on the colonials
Everybody said "don't get caught, darling, you end up in a Folgers tin"
But they liked the storm
And they me batty when they say things like that
'Cause you know I've the stories, too
Oh heard the wives' tale
Polly at a load of stale reunion bread
And got killed by one of her seven Siamese
Never did want an American short-hair 'cause they've got to pick

All that you will probably fall someday
Then be left with only Polaroids
So, I want to know is when the sky caves in
Who's gonna up the pieces then

I had a dream about where she was strumming her cello like it was a banjo
We got drunk and danced in the sand 'till she said
"Why we go and see about that parade?"

And with his beard which is down to his knees, is
Probably in Asia chewing on a coil of and he's
me every week about the big beautiful world
I kind of want to be a of it.

All that you build will probably someday
Then you'll be with only Polaroids
So, what I want to know is when the sky in
Who's pick up the pieces then