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)
David (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)
Louanne (osmotic harp over-dub)

It was the blackest
There was no in sight
You the stars ain't shinin'
the sky's too tight
I heard the wind
I seen ugly trees
There was a honkin'
the side of me

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

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

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

He had a red on
An' a peak
An' a pointed tail
'n like a sulphur
Yes, it was him
I I knowed it was
He had human flesh
underneath his claws
You it looked to me
it was titty skin
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his
'n cleanin' his fang
So I shot him my shooter
bang bang bang

Then the sucker just 'n said, "put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now you
Gonna "
You ate my "titties 'n all!"
Well, what the beer then, boy? "were the cans
tall? "
Even her boots? "would I lie to "
Shit, you musta hungry! "yes, this is true."
don't they pay you good for the
Stuff you do?
"well, you know, I can't when the checks come through..."

Well I want my chrissy, 'n I my beer
So you just 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 little
here..." yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
"don't me that"
That's about the only i learned writing for
...gimme that paper...bet yer ass sign...
I need a beer, 'n it's titty-squeezin' time

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

Well, let's a deal if you think that's true
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 with me..."

"that's very, very
I'm interested in two things
"yeah? "
See if you can what they 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 pickle then? "

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

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

"no! don't sign it! me time to think...
I mean hold on a 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 the world

She "i got me three 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 back
I I do declare, how did she get back there?
I I do declare, how did she get back there?
I I do declare, how did she get back there?