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)
colaiuta (drums)

Central
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 musicians and former 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 identity: father riley b. jones, chaplain, who, in a rather
-handed piece of imagery, is now entrusted with the job of this song as he assists the captured executives in their quest 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 them 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 to be a promo man for a major record company, named bald-headed john... king of the plookers...

Father riley b.
This is the story
john

Former
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

Father riley b.
He a lot 'n' it's
Usually

execs:
Dong for yuda,
Dong,

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

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

riley b. jones:
John's got a
Yeh man
John's got a
Yeh man
got a sausage
That'll you fart
John's got a
That'll
Your
Make you
And break heart
Don't bend
If you are
He took a walk
To the stand
John's got a
Yeh man
A great big
In both his
John's got a
Yeh man
He on the end
the mustard squirt
He said, "ya'll
'cause you
get hurt"

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

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

john
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
way for the
Iron

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

Bald-headed
I a dozen towels
So the can take
A

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

john:
Bartender, me
A and milk

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

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

Former
john
Sorry
Try it

john:
Falcum...
me to the falcum!

Former
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

john:
I my bags
Did you your'n

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
Well how
Did they

execs:
Sorry
Sorry
Try it

john:
Ah'm two
Kilometers

execs:
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
girl must be
Praketing

Former
Sorry
better
Try it

Bald-headed
Don't worry
The
I'll care of
The

Former
Sorry
better
Try it

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

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



That looks like
Stuff freckles
out
a mumfth...