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

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

The Mystery Man got
An' he around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Robe
An' he out a shaving kit
Now, I it was a razor
An' a can of goo
But he told me then when the top popped open
There was his box won't do
the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Wazoo
He
"You might not this,
little fella, but it'll cure Asthma too!"
An' I . . .
Look brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik
(Now kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look brother,
Don't you waste time on me
Don't yer time . . .

I've got troubles of my own, I
An' you can't me out
So take meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer
"BUT I GOT A KRISTL BOL!", he
An' held it to the
So I it
All from him
An' I showed him how to do it
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my
So I'd look I was Deep
I some Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was to sleep
I robbed his
An' pocket
An' else I found
I had that hypnotized
He couldn't even make a
I to tell him his future then
As as he was hanging around,
I
"The price of has just gone 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 make more money as a butcher,
So don't you waste your on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your on me . . .)
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm