Luyện nghe bài hát Dong Work for Yuda

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

scrutinizer:
Hello there...this is the central scrutinizer... joe was sent to a special prison where they keep all the other from the music business...you know...the ones who get caught...it's a ho
E place, painted all green on the inside, where and former executives take turns snorting detergent and plooking each 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 for new meat to plook, and, once having found these victims for
Rinces of the industry, trades them little blobs of sanctified lubricant jelly for cigarettes and candy bars while he holds 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 company, named bald-headed john... king of the plookers...

riley b. jones:
This is the story
Bald-headed

Former
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

Father b. jones:
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

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it
Dong work for
Dong,
john
Sorry
Try it
He said
Was
And was kong
And dong was
'n john was

Father riley b.
got a sausage
Yeh man
John's got a
Yeh man
got a sausage
That'll you fart
John's got a
break
Your
Make you
And break your
Don't bend
If you are
He took a 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
the mustard squirt
He said, "ya'll
'cause you
get hurt"

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

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

john
Sorry
Try it

john:
way for the
Iron

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

john:
I need a towels
So the can take
A

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
Bartender, me
A and milk

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
Well, on thought,
that a water...
Hto

Former
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

john:
Falcum...
me to the falcum!

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
I wave my
Did you your'n

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

john:
Well how
Did they

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
almost two
Kilometers

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

john:
This girl be
Praketing

Former
Sorry
better
Try it

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

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

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

john:
Your is
extinct...
Yeah, I with
The dong of
'n also the
kato...
My body
Uh
I just the way
copenhagens
Talks!
Driver, mcdoodle...



That looks that
Stuff freckles
out
a mumfth...