Luyện nghe bài hát Dumb All Over

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob (boy soprano, trumpet)
vai (guitar)
Tommy (keyboards)
barrow (bass)
Ed (percussion)
David ocker (clarinet, clarinet)
sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
logeman (drums)
Craig (harmonica)
Jimmy black (vocals)
zappa (vocals)
Moon (vocals)

we are
Wherever from
We shoulda by now
Our is dumb
And if our
to improve
It's take a lot more
tryin' to remove
The other
Or the other
From the
Of the altogether

They call it the
is a dumb kinda name
But named it right
we behave the same...
We are dumb all
all over,
Yes we are
all over,
'n far
all over,
Black 'n
People, we is not tight

Nurds on the
Nurds on the
Religous
On the air every
the bible
Tells the
the details
Sound gory
'bout to do
If the geeks there
Don't believe in the
We got here

You run a race
Without no
'n soon
won't be no street
For to jog on
Or to dog on
Religous
Can make it be all
(I it won't blow up
'n
just look ugly
For a years...)

You run a country
By a of religion
Not by a
Or a or a smidgeon
Of foolish
Of date
to make
You all great
While you fold,
And
unbelievers
From a state

To arms! to arms!
Hooray! that's
Two ain't bad
there's a crate
They ship the
To in
For souvenirs: two (get down!)
Not his, not hers, (but what the )
The good book
("it be that way!")
But their says:
"revenge the crusades...
With 'n chains
'n grenades..."
Two arms? two
Have and another
Our God
"there no other!"
Our God
"it's all okay!"
Our God
"this is the way!"

It says in the
"burn 'n destroy...
'n repent, 'n
'n revenge, 'n
'n thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the side
'cause they don't go for in the book
'n that 'em bad
So we must choppeth them up
And them down
Or rent a nice bomb
To poof out of existance
While leaving their estate just where we need it
To use
For temples in to praise our god
("cause he can really take of business!")

And his humble tv servant
With humble white
And humble
And a nice brown
And maybe a blond who takes phone calls
us our God says
It's to do this stuff
we gotta do it,
'cause if we do it,
We gwine up to hebbin!
(depending on which you're using at the
Time...can't use theirs... it don't
...it's all lies...gotta use mine...)
that right?
That's what say
night...
day...
Hey, we can't really be
If we're just following orders
Hey, get serious...
God what he's doin'
He wrote book here
An' the book
He made us all to be just him,"
So...
If dumb...
God is dumb...
(an' maybe even a ugly on the side)