Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

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

It was the blackest
There was no moon in
You know the ain't shinin'
'cause the sky's too
I the scarey wind
I seen some trees
was a werewolf honkin'
'long the of me

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

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

He had a red on
An' a widow's
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
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 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
tall? "
Even her "would I lie to you? "
Shit, you musta hungry! "yes, this is true."
don't they pay you good for the
Stuff you do?
"well, you know, I complain when the checks come 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? what will 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 about the reason i learned 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 those was worse 'n you..."

Well, let's make a deal if you think 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 to make a deal with me..."

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

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

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

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

And then the let go of his pickle
And out come my girl, there was her
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 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 there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back