Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Off

In the laid back town of sunny San Raphael
Lived a girl named Pearly you probly knew her well
Shed been stoned fifteen of her eighteen years and the was widely told
That she could smoke 'em than anyone could roll
Her legend finally reached New York that Street walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid a from the past
With long browned lightnin he takes a cultured toke
And Hell I can roll 'em faster Jim than any chick can smoke
So a note sent to San Raphael For the Championship of the World
The Kid demands a off well bring him on says Pearl
I'll his fingers off his hands he'll roll until he drops
Says Calistog I'll smoke that till she blows up and pops
So they rent out Yankee Stadium and the is quickly spread
Come one come all who walk or crawl price two lids a head
And from every town and hamlet land and sea they speed
The world's dopers with the Worlds greatest weed
Hashishers from Morocco smokers from Peru
And the Shamnicks from Bagun who puff the Pugaroo
And those who call it Light of and those that call it boo
See the dealers and their ladies wearing turquoise lace and
See the narcos and the closet puffin all together
From the teenies who smoke legal to the ones who've done some
To the old man who smoked reefer before it was a crime
And the grand old house that Ruth built is filled with the smoke and
Of fifty thousand heads all stoned out of their minds
And they play the national and the crowd lets out a roar
As the spotlight hits The Kid and ready for their smokin' war
At a table piled up high with grass as as a mountain peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers not one stem or seed
Maui Wowie Panama Red and Acapulco
Kif East Afghanistan and rare Alaskan Cold
Sticks from Thailand from the Islands and Bangkok's Bloomin' Best
And of that wet imported shit that capsized off Key West
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Fleurs
And that rare Manhatten that grows down in the New York sewers
And there's bubblin' ice lemonade and sweet grapes by the bunches
And there's bars and Oreos 'case anybody gets the munchies
And the Calistoga Kid he sneers and Pearley she just
And the drums roll low and the crowd go and the worlds first Smoke Off begins
Kid flicks his magic fingers and zap that first joints rolled
Pearl takes one drag with her mighty lungs and that roach is cold
Then The Kid he rolls his Super Bomb thatd a moose
And Pearley one super hit and slurp that bomb defused
Then he rolls three in just ten and she smokes 'em up in nine
And sits back and says this just might take some time
See the blur of flyin fingers see the red burnin bright
As the night turns into mornin and the mornin fades to
And the autumn turns to summer and a whole damn is gone
But the two sit on that roach-filled stage smokin' and rollin' on
With tremblin hands he rolls his with fingers blue and stiff
She coughs and with bloodshot gaze and puffs through blistered lips
And as she reaches out her for another stick of gold
The Kid he gasps Goddamn it bitch there's left to roll
Nothin left to roll screams Pearl Is this some joke
I didn't come to fuck around man I come here to smoke
And she reaches cross the table and his bony sleeves
And she crumbles his between her hands like dried and brittle leaves
Flickin' out his teeth and like useless stems and seeds
And then she rolls him in a Zig Zag and lights him like a
And the fastest man the fastest hands goes up in a puff of smoke
In the laid-back California town of San Raphael
Lives a girl named Sweetcake you probly know her well
She's been stoned twenty-one of her twenty-four years and the storys widely
How she still can smoke 'em faster than anyone can
While off in New York on a street that has no name
There's the hands of the Kid in the Viper Hall of Fame
And underneath his fingers there's a little scroll
That says Beware of Bein' the When There's Nothin' Left to Roll