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Lead Bellys in the
drowned out by the grind
Hes bout 'Rock Island Line'
Nobody to pay him any mind

and bookshelves
Full of printed word
faint, elegance is heard
Now was that or Bird?

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

Theres a man at the crossroads
With a roast in his hand
He's livin in yuppy land
Over by the and sugar stand

And have I really come for
Cup of bliss?

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

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

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

at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee