Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
jobson (keyboards, violin, vocals)
Patrick (bass, vocals)
Terry (drums, vocals)
underwood (percussion, synthesizer)
Don (vocals)
David (vibes)
Randy (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 the stars ain't shinin'
'cause the too tight
I heard the wind
I seen ugly trees
was a werewolf honkin'
'long the of me

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

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

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

He had a red on
An' a peak
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 titty
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his
'n started his fang
So I shot him with my
bang 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, about the beer then, boy? "were the cans
tall? "
Even her boots? "would I lie to "
Shit, you musta hungry! "yes, this is true."
Well they pay you good for the
that you do?
"well, you know, I can't when the checks come through..."

Well I want my chrissy, 'n I want my
So you barf it back up now, devil,
Do you

"blow it out your ass, man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you understand? just what you give me
For
Titties and beer? I suppose you noticed this
here..." yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
"don't me that"
That's about the only reason i 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 mean you shoulda some of the souls I had...
Why was milhous nixon 'n agnew, too...
'n both of suckers was worse 'n you..."

Well, let's make a deal if you think true
I mean, you're the devil, so gonna 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 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 satisfy weird man out on the stage? "

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

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

And the devil 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 fistful of
And I'm get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!"
Then she us the finger, it was rigid and stiff
when the devil, he farted
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 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 back