Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz At The Bookstore

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

Bestsellers and
of self-help printed word
Some faint, is heard
Now was that Ellington or

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

Theres a man standing at the
With a roast in his hand
He's livin in white land
by the milk and sugar stand

And I really come for this
Cup of bliss?

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

Lead Bellys in the ground
Rolling over in his
The hard road where so slaved
Is now so and paved

And has it really come to
Can ignorance be
Im waiting for the other to drop
at the bookstore
And in the coffee shop
Jazz at the
And in the coffee shop

Jazz at the
And in the coffee shop