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Lead in the background
Being out by the grind
Hes singing bout 'Rock Line'
Nobody seems to pay him any

and bookshelves
Full of printed word
Some faint, elegance is
Now was that Ellington or

And has it really to this?
Can be bliss?
Im waiting for the other shoe to
at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee
at the bookstore
And Blues in the shop

Theres a man at the crossroads
With a dark in his hand
He's in white yuppy land
Over by the milk and stand

And I really come for this
Cup of bliss?

So we browse around all over
Sipping coffees that we cant
Meanwhile in the Blues
All the coffins to bounce, bounce

Lead Bellys in the cold
over in his grave
The hard road so many slaved
Is now so smooth and

And has it come to this?
Can be bliss?
Im for the other shoe to drop
at the bookstore
And Blues in the shop
at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee

Jazz at the
And Blues in the shop