Luyện nghe bài hát Coffee Beanery

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

The Toyota a baked Alaska
And if we took out our
The wipers scraping beneath
A little for dessert
If every course would put up a good first

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

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

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

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

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

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