Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Off

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