Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Eddie (keyboards, violin, vocals)
Patrick (bass, vocals)
Terry (drums, vocals)
underwood (percussion, synthesizer)
Don (vocals)
samuels (vibes)
Randy (trumpet)
brecker (tenor saxophone, flute)
Lou (alto saxophone, flute)
Ronnie (baritone saxophone, clarinet)
Tom (trombone, trumpet, piccolo)
John (percussion over-dub)
Ed (percussion over-dub)
neil (osmotic harp over-dub)

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

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

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

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

He had a red on
An' a peak
An' then a pointed
'n like a reek
Yes, it was him
I sweared I it was
He had human flesh
Stuck his claws
You know it to me
Like it was skin
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his
'n started his fang
So I him with my shooter
bang bang bang

Then the sucker laughed 'n said, "put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now you
Gonna "
You ate my "titties 'n all!"
Well, what about the beer then, boy? "were the
This "
her boots? "would I lie to you? "
Shit, you musta been hungry! "yes, is true."
Well they pay you good for the
Stuff you do?
"well, you know, I can't complain when the checks 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 understand? just what you give me
For
Titties and I suppose you noticed this little
Contract here..." yer right, you son-of-a-whore,
"don't me that"
That's the only reason i learned writing for
...gimme that paper...bet yer ass sign...
'cause I need a beer, 'n titty-squeezin' time

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

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

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

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

"i think...uh...let's see, maybe 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 then? "

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

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

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

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

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 the devil, he farted
And she right over 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 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 there?