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 (clarinet, bass clarinet)
Motorhead (tenor saxophone, vocals)
walley (slide guitar, vocals)
David (drums)
steward (harmonica)
Jimmy black (vocals)
zappa (vocals)
Moon (vocals)

we are
Wherever we're
We noticed by now
Our behavior is
And if our
to improve
It's take a lot more
Than to remove
The race
Or the other
From the
Of the altogether

They call it the
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 wrapped

Nurds on the
on the right
Religous
On the air every
Sayin' the
Tells the
Makes the
real gory
'bout to do
If the geeks there
Don't in the book
We got here

You can't run a
no feet
'n pretty
There won't be no
For to jog on
Or to dog on
fanatics
Can it be all gone
(I mean it blow up
'n
It'll just 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 feel
you fold, spindle
And
Those
a neighboring state

To arms! to arms!
Hooray! great
Two legs bad
there's a crate
They the parts
To in
For two ears (get down!)
Not his, not hers, (but what the )
The good book
("it be that way!")
But their book
"revenge the crusades...
With 'n chains
'n grenades..."
Two two arms?
Have another and
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 thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the side
'cause they go for what's in the book
'n makes 'em bad
So we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them
Or rent a nice bomb
To poof out of existance
While leaving their real just where we need it
To use
For temples in to praise our god
("cause he can take care of business!")

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