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Lead in the background
Being out by the grind
Hes singing 'Rock Island Line'
seems to pay him any mind

Bestsellers and
Full of printed word
Some faint, is heard
Now was that Ellington or

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

Theres a man at the crossroads
With a dark roast in his
livin in white yuppy land
Over by the milk and stand

And have I come for this
Cup of caffeinated

So we browse all over town
Sipping coffees that we pronounce
in the Blues Cemetery
All the coffins commence to bounce,

Bellys in the cold ground
Rolling in his grave
The hard road where so slaved
Is now so smooth and

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

Jazz at the
And in the coffee shop