Текст песни Frank Zappa - Titties n Beer
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Terry bozzio (drums)Roy estrada (vocals, bass)Adrian belew (guitar)Ed mann (percussion)Patrick ohearn (bass)Tommy mars (keyboards)Peter wolf (keyboards)It was the blackest night!There was no moon in sight!(you know the stars aint shinincause the skys too tight)I heard the scary wind!I seen some ugly trees!There was a werewolf honkin,long the side of me!Im mean n Im bad, (yknow I aint no sissy)Got a big-titty girly by the name of chrissyTalkin about her n my bike n me...n this ride up the mountain of mystery, (mystery)(how re you doin? )I noticed even the cricketsActed weird up hereAnd so I figured I mightJust drink a little beerI said, "gimme summa that what yer suckin on..."But there was no replycause she was gone!"wheres those titties I like so well,n my goddam beer!"Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noiseLike a crunchin twig, n up jumped the devil!(hes about this big!)He had a red suit onAn a widows peakAn then a pointed tailn like a sulphur reek,Yes, it was him awright,I swear I knowed it was!He had some human fleshStuck underneath his clawsYou know, it looked to meLike it was titty skin!I said, "you son-of-a-bitch!"(cause I was mad at him!)He just got out his flossn started cleanin his fangSo I shot him with my shooter,Said: bang! bang! bang!Then the sucker just laughed n said: "put it away!You know, I ate her all up...now what youGonna say? "You ate my chrissy? "yeah! titties n all!"Well what about the beer then? "now, were the cans this tall? "Even her boots? "would I lie to you? "Shit, you musta been hungry!"yeah, this is true."Dont they pay you good for theStuff that you do? "well, you know, I cant complain when the checks come through..."Well I want my chrissy,Oh yeah? n I want my beerHah!So you just barf it back up!Now, devil, do you hear? Look:"blow it out your ass, motorcycle man!I mean, I am the devil, do you understand? Just what will you give me for yourTitties and beer? I suppose you noticed this littleContract here..."Yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore!Dont call me that!Thats about the only reasonI learned writin for!Gimme that paper! bet yer horns Ill sign!Because I need a beer, n its titty-Squeezin time!"man, you cant fool me! you aint that bad!Oh yeah? Why you shoulda seen some of the souls that Ive had!There was milhous nixon n agnew too!n both of those suckers was worse n you!"Lets make a deal if you thinkThats trueI mean, youre supposed to be the devil so...whatchaGonna do? Heh? Now hold on just a second...You wanna make a deal with me hah? Yeah!Well ah, I dont know man, you know...I just dont know about this...What? See, cause i...Listen, youre...are you losing your nerve? No man, it aint got nothin to do with nerve...Youre supposed to be the devil!Its got to do...Youre supposed to be bad!Its got to do with style, fool!I dont know if youve the right style to get into hell,You know...Well, actually, to tell you...tell you the honest to godTruth,Im very short on style as a matter of fact...Yeah, I know...thats...thats what makes me wonderBut I have...i, I think I have something thatYou may be interested in...What is that? You can have my soulIts a mean little suckerbout a thousand years oldBut once you gets itYou cant give it backYou gotta keep it foreverAn thats a natural fact!Ooh wee!Do you read me devil? Oh yeah!What? am I supposed to be scared, man? Oh yeah, reety, aw-righty!Oh yeah, thats real tough!I bet youre real bad!Listen fool, youve got to prove to me that youre roughEnough to get into hellThat youve got the style enough to get into hellSo start talkin...Alright, lemme tell ya somethinAlright!Ill prove to you that Im bad enough to go to hellYeah!Because I have been through it!Yeah!I have seen it!Yeah!It has happened to me!Yeah!Remember, I was signed with warner brothersFor eight fuckin years!!!Tell me about it!Now youre talkin about something!Now how bad is that? That sounds good to me, motherfucker!So move right alongTell me what your interests are, you know...If were gonna come to some kind of agreement,Ive got to know what youre all about, you know...cause I dont know if youre the right type for the...For the place, you knowLook...lemme tell you what my problem really is, you seeOk...My problem is that I dont belong anywhereAha...You see... I dont even belong where you are, you seeI hope not!I, Im a simple person, you knowI have very small desires in lifeTitties n beer, you knowNo! what? Titties n beer!No! no man, youre joking...Titties n beer, titties n beer, titties n beer...What? no! no please... no! not that! oh no man, no!Titties n beer, titties n beer, titties n beer...No! no! no! no! no! not titties n beer!Oh I cant stand titties n beer!...Titties n beer, titties n beer, titties n beer...(Im in you! Im in you!)Oh no! no! no! wait...Ah! look at this! what am I gonna do with this thing? ...wait, wait, please no!Hey! look at this!"no! dont sign it! give me time to think!...hold on a second, boy, cause...thatsMagic ink!"Then the devil barfedn out jumped my girlThey heard the titties plop-ploppinAll around the world, she said:"i got three beers n a fist fulla downs,An Im gonna get ripped, so fuckYou clowns!"Then she gave us the finger!(it was rigid n stiff)Thats when the devil, she fartedAn she went right over the cliff!The devil was mad!(I took off to my pad)I swear I do declare!How did she get back there? I swear I do declare!How did she get back there? I swear I do declare!How did she get back there? I swear I do declare!How did she get back there? Alright!