Frank Zappa - Titties 'N Beer - Live paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Titties 'N Beer - Live - Frank Zappa



It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain't shinin'
'Cause the sky's too tight
I heard the scarey wind
I seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin'
Along the side of me
I'm mean and I'm bad
Y'know I ain't no sissy
Got a big-titty girly
By the name of Chrissy
Talkin' about her
In my bike and me
In this ride up the mountain
Of mystery, mystery
I noticed even the crickets
Actin' weird up here
And so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said
Gimme some of that
What yer suckin' on
But there was no reply
'Cause she was gone
Where's those titties that I like so well
And my goddamn beer
Is what I started to yell
Then I heard this noise
Like a crunchin' twig
And up jumped the devil
He's about this big
He had a red suit on
And a widow's peak
And then a pointed tail
And like a sulphur reek
Yes, it was him, alright
I sweared I know it was
He had some human flesh
Stuck underneath his claws
You know it looked to me
Like it was titty skin
I said, you son of a bitch
'Cause I was mad at him
Well, he just got out his floss
And started cleanin' his fang
And so I shot him with my shooter
Said, bang, bang, bang
And then the sucker just laughed and said
Put it away
You know, I ate her all up
Now what you gonna 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 must've been hungry
Yeah, this is true
Well don't they pay you good
For the stuff that you do?
Well, you know
I can't complain when the checks come through
Hey, I want my Chrissy (yeah)
And I want my beer
So you just spew it back up now, devil
Do you hear?
Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man!
I mean, I am the devil
Do you understand? (aha, yeah)
Just what will you give me
For your titties and beer? (uh)
I suppose you noticed this little contract here
Well, you're goddamn right
You son of a whore
That's about the only reason
I learned writing for, heh
Gimme that contract
Bet your horns I'll sign
'Cause I need a beer
And it's titty-squeezin' time
Wait a minute man, you can't fool me
You know, you ain't that bad
Why (well, I)
You shoulda seen some of the souls
That I've had
There was Milhous Nixon and Agnew too
And both of those suckers
Was worse than you
Let's make a deal if you think that's true
I mean, you're supposed to be the devil
So whatcha gonna do?
You still want to make a deal, huh
Oh yeah, hey, listen
You can have my soul
It's to me, little sucker
By a thousand years old
But once you get it
You can't give it back (woah, woah, woah)
You got to keep it forever
And that's a natural event (hold on)
Hold on a second, man
Keep it forever?
You're so bold
You know, I mean
I don't know if I want to get into this
After all (hey, look)
You either take my soul
Or play doctor
Oh, man, I don't, hehe
I don't wanna do either one
Ha ha ha ha (he he)
Well, I'm gonna make it easy on ya
I mean, since this is England and everything
We don't wanna
Drag this thing into the ground, you know (yeah)
Look, it's real simple
All I want is titties and beer (oh no, no)
Titties and beer (oh no, no)
I mean, I am not the right guy (titties and beer)
Titties and beer (no way)
Titties and beer, titties and beer (uh uh)
Titties and beer (forget it)
Titties and beer, titties and beer (Absolutely not)
Titties and beer
Titties and beer (no way)
Titties and beer (uh uh, negatory)
Ha ha (listen, ha ha ha ha)
Are you on some vibe or
No!
Don't sign it then
Give me time to think
I mean, hold on a second, boy
'Cause that's magic ink
And then the devil burp
And out come my girl
There her the titties
Flop-floppin' all around the world
She said, I got me three beers
And a fistful of downs
And I'm gonna get ripped
So fuck you clowns
Then she gave us the finger
It was rigid and stiff
That's when the devil
He farted and she went right over the cliff
The devil was mad
I took off to my pad
I swear I do declare (I do declare)
How did she get back there?
I swear I do declare (I do declare)
How did she get back there?
I swear I do declare (I do declare)
How did she get back there?
I swear I do declare (I do declare)
How did she get back there?



Writer(s): Frank Zappa


Frank Zappa - Hammersmith Odeon (Live)
Album Hammersmith Odeon (Live)
date de sortie
06-11-2010




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