Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmik Debris (Live / 12-10-73 / Show 1)

The Man came over
An' he "I'm outa-sight!"
He said, for a service charge,
I could Nirvana t'nite
If I was ready, 'n able
To pay him his fee
He would all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His to me
But I . . .
Look brother,
Who you jivin' that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that Debris?)
Look brother,
Don't you waste your on me

The Man got nervous
An' he fidget a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Robe
An' he whipped out a kit
Now, I thought it was a
An' a can of goo
But he told me right when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box do
With the oil of
An' the dust of the Grand
He
"You not believe this,
little fella, but cure your Asthma too!"
An' I . . .
here brother,
Who you jivin' with Cosmik Debris?
(Now kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look brother,
Don't you waste your on me
Don't waste yer . . .

got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't me out
So your meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer
"BUT I GOT A BOL!", he said
An' held it to the
So I it
All away him
An' I him how to do it right
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my
So I'd like I was Deep
I said Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was to sleep
I his rings
An' pocket
An' everything else I
I had sucker hypnotized
He couldn't make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his then
As as he was hanging around,
I
"The price of meat has just up
An' yer ol' lady has just gone . . . "
Look brother,
Who you jivin' that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a poncho?)
you know,
You could make more as a butcher,
So don't you your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste time on me . . .)
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm