Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmik Debris (Live / 12-9-73 / Show 1)

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

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

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