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

The Mystery Man came
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 of his pressing affairs
And devote His to me
But I . . .
Look brother,
Who you jivin' that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with Cosmik Debris?)
here brother,
Don't you your time on me

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

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 said some Jumbos then
An' told him he was to sleep
I robbed his
An' watch
An' else I found
I had that sucker
He couldn't 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 . . . "
Look brother,
Who you with 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 waste time on me
(Don't it, don't waste your time on me . . .)
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm