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)
samuels (vibes)
Randy (trumpet)
brecker (tenor saxophone, flute)
Lou (alto saxophone, flute)
cuber (baritone saxophone, clarinet)
Tom (trombone, trumpet, piccolo)
bergamo (percussion over-dub)
Ed (percussion over-dub)
neil (osmotic harp over-dub)

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

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

I noticed the crickets
Was actin' weird up
And so I I might
drink a little beer
I said, "gimme summa that 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 heard this
Like a crunchin' twig, 'n up the devil...he's about this big...

He had a red on
An' a widow's
An' then a pointed
'n a sulphur reek
Yes, it was him
I I knowed it was
He had human flesh
Stuck his claws
You it looked 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 shot him my shooter
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
This "
her boots? "would I lie to you? "
Shit, you been hungry! "yes, this is true."
Well don't pay you good 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 your ass, man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you just what will you give me
For
Titties and beer? I suppose you noticed this
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...
'cause I need a beer, 'n it's titty-squeezin'

"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 suckers was 'n you..."

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

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

"that's very, very
I'm only in two things
"yeah? "
See if you can guess what 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, holding your pickle then? "

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

"i'm only interested in two things, and
Titties and
You what I mean?
"what? "
Titties and
Titties and
and beer
Titties and
and beer
Titties and
and beer!"
and beer!"
"i know if you're the right guy? "
and beer!"
and beer!"

"no! sign 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 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 right the cliff!
The was mad, I took off to my pad
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
I swear I do declare, how did she get back
I I do declare, how did she get back there?