Luyện nghe bài hát Dong Work for Yuda

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Warren (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
Ike (lead vocals)
Peter (keyboards)
barrow (bass, vocals)
Ed (percussion)
Vinnie (drums)

scrutinizer:
Hello there...this is the scrutinizer... joe was sent to a special prison where they keep all the other criminals from the music business...you know...the ones who get caught...it's a ho
E place, painted all green on the inside, where musicians and former executives take turns snorting detergent and plooking other...

(as the central scrutinizer chuckles to himself for a moment, father riley, who became buddy jones, steps into view in his new father riley b. jones, prison chaplain, who, in a rather
-handed piece of imagery, is now entrusted with the job of singing this song as he assists the captured executives in their quest for new meat to plook, and, once having found victims for
Rinces of the industry, trades them little of sanctified lubricant jelly for cigarettes and candy bars while he holds them down so the execs won't have to work too hard when they stick it

...anyway, listen, while he's in there he meets this guy who used to be a promo man for a major record company, bald-headed john... king of the plookers...

riley b. jones:
This is the 'bout
john

Former
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

Father riley b.
He talks a lot 'n'
wrong

Former
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

Father b. jones:
He said
Was wong,
'n wong was
'n dong for
Yuda,
'n was wrong

Former
john
Sorry
Try it
work for yuda
Dong,
Sorry
better
Try it
He dong
Was
And wong was
And was gong
'n was wrong

Father b. jones:
John's got a
Yeh man
got a sausage
Yeh man
John's got a
That'll you fart
got a sausage
That'll
Your
you fart
And your heart
Don't bend
If you are
He a little walk
To the weenie
John's got a
Yeh man
A great big
In his hands
John's got a
Yeh man
He on the end
'til the mustard
He said, "ya'll
Back you
get hurt"

Former
Sorry
Sorry
Try it
John's got a
Yeh man

john
Sorry
Try it
He said
Was
Wong was
Kong was
'n was wrong

john
Sorry
Try it

john:
way for the
Iron

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
I need a towels
So the boys can
A

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
Bartender, me
A and milk

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

john:
Well, on thought,
Make a water...
Hto

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
Falcum...
me to the falcum!

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
I my bags
Did you your'n

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

john:
Well how
Did wave?

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
Ah'm two
tall

Former
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
This must be
richcraft

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
worry about
The
I'll take of
The

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

Try it again,
Try it
Try, try, try again...
Etc., etc., etc.

Bald-headed
pomona is
extinct...
Yeah, I studied
The dong of
'n with the
kato...
My contain
Uh
I just the way
These
Talks!
Driver, mcdoodle...



That looks that
Stuff that
out
a mumfth...