Luyện nghe bài hát Coffee Beanery

The beanery was about to explode
Or was it a
knows
Nobody saw it
But for
The predicted frost
The TV's ice

The Toyota became a baked
And if we out our spoons
The windshield wipers beneath
A little work for
If every course would put up a good fight

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

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

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

I had a dream about Helena where she was strumming her like it was a banjo
We got drunk and danced in the sand dunes she said
"Why don't we go and see about parade?"

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

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