The Legend of Asia Cafe Lyrics

Sewing threadless through the loom

That needle plunge and fadeaway

Seven-stretch, July on asphalt

Two-wheeled homebound bedding down

Fifth of hillbred men of spirit

Lean disciples Willa loves

Swing the door, the bell rings

In he comes

And they know his order

No one's dining alone tonight when

Babatunde slips you the bag

You glide into this golden contour booth

And wait for the ancient truth

Meditative in the smokestacks

Teepees Zildjians on the couch

Eight P.M., it's six-stroke time

They're calling book tunes at Imbibe

Timmy Vaughn is here to see you

Curtis King just wandered in

Broody-eyed and worse still

Cat brought sticks

The players start to holler

No one's dining alone tonight when

Babatunde slips you the bag

You glide into this golden contour booth

And wait for the ancient truth

If you're the one, the buzz, cut it off

A friend to float you through the changes

Sails for greener swamps

Congo Square is where we got it all from, baby

Baby

If you're the one, the buzz, cut it off

A friend to float you through the changes

Sails for greener swamps

Congo Square is where we got it all from, baby

Baby

Oh, pretty baby

Cafe closed for renovations

Closed for good, rent's going up