Luyện nghe bài hát Titties Beer

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Eddie (keyboards, violin, vocals)
o'hearn (bass, vocals)
Terry (drums, vocals)
Ruth (percussion, synthesizer)
Don (vocals)
David (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)
neil (osmotic harp over-dub)

It was the blackest
There was no moon in
You know the stars ain't
'cause the too tight
I the scarey wind
I seen ugly trees
There was a werewolf
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 ride up the of mystery, mystery

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

"where's those titties that I like so
'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 peak
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 it looked to me
it was titty skin
I said, "you sonofabitch!"
I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his
'n started cleanin' his
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, what about the beer then, boy? "were the
This "
Even her boots? "would I lie to "
Shit, you musta hungry! "yes, this is true."
Well they pay you good for the
Stuff you do?
"well, you know, I can't when the checks come through..."

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

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

Well, make a deal if you think that's true
I mean, you're the devil, so gonna 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, very
I'm only interested in two
"yeah? "
See if you can guess they are"

"i would think...uh...let's see, 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 pickle "

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

"i'm only in two things, and that's
Titties and
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 the right guy? "
and beer!"
and beer!"

"no! sign it! give me time to think...
I mean hold on a second boy, 'cause magic ink!"

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

She said "i got me three beers and a of downs
And I'm get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!"
Then she gave us the finger, it was and stiff
That's the devil, he farted
And she right 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 there?
I I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back
I swear I do declare, how did she get there?