Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
jobson (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)
neil (osmotic harp over-dub)

It was the night
There was no in sight
You know the ain't shinin'
the sky's too tight
I heard the wind
I seen some ugly
There was a honkin'
'long the of me

I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I no sissy
Got a girly by the name of chrissy
about her 'n my bike 'n me...
'n ride up the mountain of mystery, mystery

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

"where's those titties I like so well
'n my beer!"
Is what I started to yell, 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' a pointed tail
'n like a sulphur
Yes, it was him
I sweared I it was
He had some human
Stuck underneath his
You know it to me
it was titty skin
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he got out his floss
'n started cleanin' his
So I shot him with my
Said: bang bang

Then the sucker just '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 "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 when the checks come through..."

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

"blow it out ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you understand? 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"
about the only reason i learned writing for
...gimme paper...bet yer ass I'll sign...
'cause I need a beer, 'n it's time

"man, you fool me...you ain't that bad...
I mean you 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 deal if you that's true
I mean, you're the devil, so whatcha do?

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

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

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

"i'll you two clues. let go of your 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 like to up here and hold
My pickle to this weird man out on the stage? "

"i'm only interested in two things, and
Titties and
You know I mean?
"what? "
Titties and
and beer
Titties and
Titties and
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! me time 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 fistful of
And I'm get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!"
Then she gave us the finger, it was and stiff
That's when the devil, he
And she went right the cliff!
The devil was mad, I off to my pad
I swear I do declare, how did she get back
I swear I do declare, how did she get back
I swear I do declare, how did she get back
I swear I do declare, how did she get back
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?