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

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

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

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

And I really come for this
Cup of caffeinated

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

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

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

Jazz at the
And in the coffee shop