Luyện nghe bài hát Dummy Up

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
thompson (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

Get up in the
You know, I dig mornin'
The sun is bright
I'm get outside
wash my face
my hat
Put it on my
I take a downtown
Yeah... because I so-oh good
I I'm gonna take a walk downtown
Hey! sunrise!

Wo!
I never seen before
Been down the street every day
like you ever passed my way
Maybe it must be too sun
be my hat, must be too much...

Wait a minute! is that
What's ...what, what's that? ...
What, that? ...what? ...

up

What is ...
I know that is, I know what that is...
I bet you a restaurant menu...
Let me see!...let me see!

Not only do you get the burger

Not only...the desenex
you are in for a real treat, jim

Wait a minute...i I like that dance better than...
are you talkin' about, creep?

What I'm talkin' about is been in this killer fog down here too long

You need somethin' to get up and go to school

a minute, you're not talkin' to an old fool now,
You I wasn't born yesterday!
Heh heh heh!
a minute...
I like that little dance you doin' there...

(jeff simmons tries to corrupt napoleon murphy brock by showing him a lewd dance and suggesting that he'd a high-school diploma...)
Hey! a minute!

Hey this, stuff...

I seen one of these before...that's not a menu...

This stuff is

What is

You shoot it, conserve all winter.

I do

It lasts

(not do you get the desenex burger)

Now on, try it.

No, no.

really good.

No. that? !

Have I lied to you?
Have I seen you before?

I don't, I don't even you!

Look...

I don't even know what is!
And drivin' me to smoke it? !...

before, we smoked the tapes that you made.

Smoked the

Smoked the tapes of group.

I I'm with the damned.
You can get off.

try a joint of this.

A

A joint.

You mean this kinda

No man!
you been in livin'? ...reseda?

No, san jose.
(the evil dope pusher is cutting up a white gym sock, formerly owned by carl and still damp. the shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma and ignited with a sulphur-pre
Ion... his first of big city life!...)

okay, wait...

Hey! the roach of is really gonna be good, so i'll...

mercy!

What do you do with that
What do you do with thing? yeah!
a minute!
a minute!
a minute!

What do you do with that
I know!
a minute!

(now the next step of this the evil corrupter of youth is going to take him from step one, which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed with a gym sock, to step two, which is a college
Ee stuffed with absolutely nothing at all. smoke that and really get you out there!...)

I still feel as good as I felt this mornin'...yeah yeah...

(you'll out of it...)
up!

I heard it again, said...

You see

a minute!...

College!
College!
college-rhythm.

You mean if I smoke that, the same as this,
As if I was at
it on up!
it on up!
it on up!
me that!...

No no, the college degree is with absolutely nothing at all.
You get, you get nothing with college-degree...

But what I want!
I forgot, I'm sorry...

Well, if you get nothin', well that's I want.

(a true zen nothing is what I want. the results of a higher education...)