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)
samuels (vibes)
Randy (trumpet)
brecker (tenor saxophone, flute)
Lou (alto saxophone, flute)
cuber (baritone saxophone, clarinet)
Tom (trombone, trumpet, piccolo)
John (percussion over-dub)
Ed (percussion over-dub)
Louanne (osmotic harp over-dub)

It was the blackest
There was no moon in
You know the stars shinin'
'cause the too tight
I heard the scarey
I seen some ugly
was a werewolf honkin'
'long the of me

I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I ain't no
Got a big-titty by the name of chrissy
about her 'n my bike 'n me...
'n this up the mountain of mystery, mystery

I noticed the crickets
Was actin' up here
And so I figured I
drink a little beer
I said, "gimme that what yer suckin' on..."
But there was no
she was gone...

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

He had a red on
An' a widow's
An' then a pointed
'n like a reek
Yes, it was him
I sweared I it was
He had some human
Stuck his claws
You it looked to me
Like it was titty
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his
'n started cleanin' his
So I shot him with my
Said: bang bang

the sucker 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 hungry! "yes, this is true."
Well they pay you good for the
that you do?
"well, you know, I can't complain when the come through..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"what? "

"let go of pickle!"

"i'm not my pickle"

"well, who's holding your pickle "

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

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

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

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

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