Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Eddie (keyboards, violin, vocals)
o'hearn (bass, vocals)
Terry (drums, vocals)
underwood (percussion, synthesizer)
Don (vocals)
David (vibes)
brecker (trumpet)
Mike (tenor saxophone, flute)
Lou (alto saxophone, flute)
Ronnie (baritone saxophone, clarinet)
Tom (trombone, trumpet, piccolo)
bergamo (percussion over-dub)
Ed (percussion over-dub)
Louanne neil (osmotic over-dub)

It was the blackest
was no moon in sight
You know the ain't shinin'
'cause the too tight
I heard the scarey
I some ugly trees
There was a honkin'
'long the of me

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

I noticed even the
Was actin' weird up
And so I I might
drink a little beer
I said, "gimme summa what yer suckin' on..."
But there was no
she was gone...

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

He had a red on
An' a peak
An' then a pointed
'n like a sulphur
Yes, it was him
I sweared I it was
He had human flesh
Stuck underneath his
You it looked to me
Like it was skin
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he got out his floss
'n started his fang
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."
Well don't they pay you for the
that you do?
"well, you know, I complain when the checks come through..."

Well I 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 suppose you 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...
I need a beer, 'n it's titty-squeezin' time

"man, you fool me...you ain't that bad...
I mean you shoulda seen some of the I had...
Why was milhous nixon 'n agnew, too...
'n both of those was worse 'n you..."

Well, let's make a deal if you think that's
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, true
I'm only in two things
"yeah? "
See if you can guess 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 holding your pickle "

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

"i'm only in two things, and that's
and beer
You know what I
"what? "
Titties and
and beer
Titties and
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 on a second boy, 'cause that's magic ink!"

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

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