My CD collection Titties 'n Beer from the CD Have I Offended Someone? Track # 7 Previous Track  Next Track | WARNING / GUARANTEE This album contains material which a truly free society would neither fear nor surpress. In some socially retarded areas, religious fanatics and ultra conservative political organizations violate your First Amendment Rights by attempting to censor rock-n-roll albums. We feel that this is un-Contstitutional and un-American. As an alternative to these government supported programs (designed to keep you docile and ignorant), Barking Pumpkin is pleased to provide stimulating digital audio entertainment for those of you who have outgrown the ordinary. The language contained herein are GUARANTEED NOT TO CAUSE ETERNAL TORMENT IN THE PLACE WHERE THE GUY WITH THE HORNS AND THE POINTED STICK CONDUCTS HIS BUSINESS. This guarantee is as real as the threats of the video fundmentalists who use attacks on rock music in their attempt to transform America into a nation of check-mailing nincompoops (in the name of Jesus Christ). If there is a hell, it's fires wait for them, not us. |
| Lyrics - © 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' long the side of me I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I ain't no sissy Got a big titty-girly by the name of Chrissy Talkin' about her 'n my bike 'n me . . . 'N this ride up the Mountain of Mystery, mystery I noticed even the crickets was actin' weird up here So I figured I might just drink a little beer I said, "Gimme summa that, what yer suckin' on . . ." But there was no reply 'cause she was gone Where's those titties I like so well, and my goddam beer Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise like a crunchin' twig Then up jumped the devil, he's about this big . . . He had a red suit on, an' a widow's peak An' then a pointed tail 'n like a sulphur reek Yes, it was him awright, I swear I knowed 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 "You sonofabitch" 'cause I was mad at him Well he just got out the floss and started cleanin' his fang So I shot him with my shooter, said "BANG BANG BANG" The sucker just laughed 'n said "Put it away . . . You know I ate her all up . . .now what you gonna say? You ate my Chrissy? Titties 'n all! What about the beer then? Were the cans this tall? Even her boots? Would I lie to you? Shit you musta been hungry! Yes, this is true. Don't they pay you good, for the stuff that you do? I can't complain when the checks come through . . . Well I want my Chrissy and I want my beer, So you just barf it back up now devil, do you hear? Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man, I mean I am the devil Do you understand? Just what will you give me for your titties 'n beer? I suppose you notice this little contract here? Yer goddam right, you son of a whore That's about the only reason I learned writin' for Give me that paper, bet yer ass I will sign 'Cause I need a beer 'n it's titty squeezin' time! You can't fool me man . . . You ain't that bad I mean you shoulda seen some of the souls I had Why there was Milhous Nixon ''n Agnew too . . . N' both of those suckers was worse 'n you . . . Well, let's make a deal if you think that's true. I mean, you're the devil so whatcha gonna do? (improvised dialog) No, don't sign it, give me time to think I mean, hold on a minute, boy . . . that's Magic Ink! And then the devil he puked 'n out jumped m' girl They heard the titties plop-ploppin' All around the world she said : I got me three beers 'n a fist fulla downs An I'm gonna get ripped, so fuck you clowns And then she gave us the finger, it was rigid 'n stiff That's when the devil he farted, an' 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 (repeat) Previous Track Next Track | |||||||||
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