Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Eddie (keyboards, violin, vocals)
Patrick (bass, vocals)
bozzio (drums, vocals)
Ruth (percussion, synthesizer)
Don (vocals)
David (vibes)
brecker (trumpet)
Mike (tenor saxophone, flute)
Lou (alto saxophone, flute)
cuber (baritone saxophone, clarinet)
Tom (trombone, trumpet, piccolo)
John (percussion over-dub)
Ed (percussion over-dub)
Louanne neil (osmotic over-dub)

It was the blackest
was no moon in sight
You know the stars shinin'
'cause the sky's too
I heard the wind
I seen some trees
There was a honkin'
the side of me

I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I no sissy
Got a big-titty by the name of chrissy
Talkin' about her 'n my 'n me...
'n this ride up the of mystery, mystery

I noticed the crickets
Was actin' weird up
And so I I might
Just drink a little
I said, "gimme summa that what yer on..."
But was no reply
she was gone...

"where's those that I like so well
'n my beer!"
Is what I to yell, then I heard this noise
Like a twig, 'n up jumped the devil...he's about this big...

He had a red on
An' a widow's
An' then a pointed
'n like a sulphur
Yes, it was him
I I knowed it was
He had some human
Stuck underneath his
You know it to me
Like it was skin
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he got out his floss
'n started cleanin' his
So I shot him my shooter
Said: bang bang

Then the just laughed 'n said, "put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now you
say? "
You ate my "titties 'n all!"
Well, what the beer then, boy? "were the cans
This "
Even her "would I lie to you? "
Shit, you musta been hungry! "yes, is true."
don't they pay you good for the
Stuff you do?
"well, you know, I can't when the checks come through..."

I want my chrissy, 'n I want my beer
So you just it back up now, devil,
Do you

"blow it out ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you just what will you give me
For
Titties and beer? I you noticed this little
here..." yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
"don't me that"
That's the only reason i learned writing for
...gimme paper...bet yer ass I'll sign...
'cause I need a beer, 'n titty-squeezin' time

"man, you can't fool me...you ain't bad...
I you shoulda seen some of the souls I had...
Why there was milhous 'n agnew, too...
'n of those suckers was worse 'n you..."

Well, let's make a if you think that's true
I mean, the devil, so whatcha gonna do?

(improvised dialog)
"wait a minute...a of doubt crosses my mind...when you say...
That you want to make a deal me..."

"that's very, very
I'm only interested in two
"yeah? "
See if you can what they are"

"i would think...uh...let's see, stravinsky..."

"i'll give you two clues. let go of pickle"

"what? "

"let go of pickle!"

"i'm not my pickle"

"well, who's your pickle then? "

"i know...she's out in the audience...
Hey dale, would you to come up here and hold
My pickle to this weird man out on the stage? "

"i'm only interested in two things, and
and beer
You what I mean?
"what? "
and beer
Titties and
and beer
Titties and
and beer
Titties and
and beer!"
and beer!"
"i don't know if you're the right "
and beer!"
and beer!"

"no! don't sign it! me time to think...
I mean hold on a second boy, 'cause magic ink!"

And then the let go of his pickle
And out come my girl, there was her
Flop-floppin'...all around the

She said "i got me three and a fistful of downs
And I'm get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!"
Then she us the finger, it was rigid and stiff
That's when the devil, he
And she right over the cliff!
The devil was mad, I off to my pad
I I do declare, how did she get back there?
I I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?