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)
Arthur (bass)
Ed (percussion)
David (clarinet, bass clarinet)
Motorhead (tenor saxophone, vocals)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
logeman (drums)
Craig (harmonica)
carl black (vocals)
Ahmet (vocals)
zappa (vocals)

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

They it the earth
Which is a dumb name
But they it right
'cause we the same...
We are all over
all over,
Yes we are
all over,
'n far
all over,
Black 'n
People, we is not tight

on the left
Nurds on the
fanatics
On the air every
Sayin' the
Tells the
the details
Sound gory
'bout to do
If the geeks there
Don't believe in the
We got over

You can't run a
Without no
'n soon
There be no street
For to jog on
Or to dog on
fanatics
Can it be all gone
(I mean it won't up
'n
just look ugly
For a years...)

You run a country
By a book of
Not by a
Or a or a smidgeon
Of rules
Of ancient
Designed to
You all feel
While you fold,
And
unbelievers
From a state

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

It in the book:
"burn 'n destroy...
'n repent, 'n
'n revenge, 'n
'n rumble thee
To the land of the scum on the other side
'cause they go for what's in the book
'n makes 'em bad
So verily we choppeth them up
And stompeth them
Or a nice french bomb
To poof them out of
While leaving their real estate just we need it
To use
For temples in to praise our god
("cause he can really care of business!")

And his humble tv servant
humble white hair
And humble
And a nice brown
And maybe a blond wife who phone calls
us our God says
It's okay to do this
we gotta do it,
'cause if we do it,
We ain't up to hebbin!
(depending on which book you're at the
Time...can't use theirs... it don't
...it's all lies...gotta use mine...)
Ain't that
That's what say
night...
day...
Hey, we can't be dumb
If just following god's orders
Hey, get serious...
God knows what he's
He this book here
An' the says:
He made us all to be like him,"
So...
If dumb...
God is dumb...
(an' maybe even a little on the side)