Luyện nghe bài hát Dong Work for Yuda

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

Central
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, all green on the inside, where musicians and former executives take turns snorting detergent and plooking each other...

(as the central scrutinizer chuckles to himself for a moment, riley, who became buddy jones, steps into view in his new identity: 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 for new meat to plook, and, once having found these victims for
of the industry, trades them little blobs 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 record company, named bald-headed john... king of the plookers...

Father b. jones:
This is the 'bout
john

Former
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

riley b. jones:
He a lot 'n' it's
wrong

Former
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

riley b. jones:
He dong
Was wong,
'n was kong
'n work for
Yuda,
'n was wrong

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it
Dong for yuda
Dong,
Sorry
better
Try it
He said
Was
And wong was
And was gong
'n john was

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 break your
Don't over
If you are
He took a walk
To the weenie
got a sausage
Yeh man
A great big
In his hands
John's got a
Yeh man
He on the end
the mustard squirt
He said, "ya'll
Back you
get hurt"

Former
john
Sorry
Try it
got a sausage
Yeh man

Sorry
better
Try it
He said
Was
Wong was
was gong
'n was wrong

Sorry
Sorry
Try it

john:
way for the
Iron

Former
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

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

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
Bartender, me
A and milk

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

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

Former
Sorry
better
Try it

john:
Falcum...
me to the falcum!

Former
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
I wave my
Did you wave

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

john:
Well how
Did wave?

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
almost two
Kilometers

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
This girl be
richcraft

Former
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
Don't about
The
take care of
The

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

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

john:
Your is
extinct...
Yeah, I studied
The of tokyo
'n with the
kato...
My body
Uh
I loves the way
These
Talks!
Driver, mcdoodle...



That looks like
Stuff that
out
a mumfth...