Beatnik

[00:08.18] Let's see, I want some coffee
[00:11.35] Get some in here, it's a coffee house
[00:16.69] Hey, must be closed
[00:18.78] Ain't got no lights on
[00:21.33] Can't see nothin'
[00:24.96] What's that funny smell?
[00:27.70] Smells like a wet rug burnin'
[00:32.28] Hey, I'm beginnin' to see people around
[00:36.18] Looks like a convention of Castro's rebels
[00:39.51] Hey, buddy, how you fixed for blades?
[00:46.47] Hey, um, I need a cup of coffee
[00:51.10] What kind? Just coffee
[00:54.25] Expresso? Yeah, I'll try some of that
[01:00.74] Is that all I get?
[01:14.55] Whew! Hot doggie, that stuff rots your socks, you know it?
[01:20.07] What's that guy doin' over there, readin' poetry?
[01:25.47] Hey, lemme read some of that stu-
[01:28.04] Say, lemme read some of that stuff, too
[01:33.47] Hey, okay
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[01:39.87] Man, like all the world, loves a lover
[01:45.08] And when it rains, the birds and bees run for cover
[01:51.63] Life's an aquarium, Dad, and we all a bunch of sea slugs
[01:58.03] Yes, I say to you that Main Street's the Milky Way
[02:05.68] Where you can hear the hipsters say
[02:08.86] "Gotta dollar for a hit"
[02:11.02] Man, here's your rocket ship
[02:14.57] Blast off, Rudolph, blast off
[02:17.82] Your nose is red enough
[02:19.96] Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
[02:25.40] Jack jumped over the candlestick
[02:27.67] And man, like he singed all the hair off his legs
[02:32.03] Ooh, bowy down
[02:37.26] Now, this cat named Grim was a little on the sadder side, man
[02:42.47] I mean, like, he could get a giggle out of a crutch
[02:46.21] What a tale
[02:48.69] Like rub-a-dub-dub, three men in a tub, George
[02:52.33] I don't dig that scene
[02:55.87]
[02:58.22] And you know, the Cosmos just had to put down that space cow
[03:03.57] That took the big flier over Moonsville
[03:08.22] Hickory dickory dock, the mouse ran up the clock
[03:15.53] The clock struck one, and man, he flipped
[03:21.84] That's no way to go with the little creatures
[03:26.83] Beware, beware of the whirly heads in starched collars
[03:32.09] Who look at us and mutter that dirty word
[03:35.69] I tell you cats, that word is "work"
[03:40.79] I'm sick already
[03:44.19]
[03:46.46] Hey waitress, gimme that check
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[03:57.06] Two and a half dollars?
[03:59.83] That's all my butter and egg money
[04:04.14] Wait, I feel a poem comin' on
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[04:11.14] A man is a slave from morn 'til eve
[04:18.42] And his hard-earned bread is quick to leave
[04:26.07] These last words I leave with you
[04:32.38] Ooh-papa-di-ba, ooh-papa-doo
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