JAZZ AT THE BOOKSTORE
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Leadbelly’s in the background being drowned out by the grind
He’s singing ’bout „Rock Island Line“ nobody seems to pay him any mind
Bestsellers and bookshelves full of self-help printed word
Some faint elegance is heard, now was that Ellington or Bird?
And has it really come to this? Can ignorance be bliss?
I’m waiting for - the other shoe to drop
Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop
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Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop
There’s a man standing at the crossroads with a dark roast in his hand
He’s livin’ in white yuppy land over by the milk and sugar stand
And have I really come for this, cup of caffenated bliss?
So we browse around all over town sipping coffees that we can’t pronounce
And meanwhile in the Blues Cemetery all the coffins commence to bounce
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Leadbelly’s in the cold ground rolling over in his grave
The hard road where so many slaved is now so smooth and paved
And has it really come to this? Can ignorance be bliss?
I’m waiting for - the other shoe to drop
Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop
Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop
Jazz at the bookstore - Blues in the coffee shop