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)
Napoleon murphy (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 shinin'
I'm gonna get
wash my face
my hat
Put it on my
I a walk downtown
Yeah... I feel so-oh good
I think I'm gonna take a walk
Hey! sunrise!

Wo!
Somethin' I never before
Been walkin' down the every day
Nobody you ever passed my way
it must be too much sun
Couldn't be my hat, be too much...

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

up

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

Not only do you get the burger

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

Wait a minute...i think I like that dance than...
What are you about, creep?

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

You need somethin' to get up and go to with

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

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

Hey this, stuff...

I never seen one of before...that's not a menu...

This is expensive

is that?

You it, you'll conserve all winter.

I do

It lasts

(not only do you get the burger)

Now on, try it.

No, no.

really good.

No. smoke !

Have I ever to you?
Have I ever seen you

I don't, I don't know you!

Look...

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

Just before, we smoked the that you made.

the tapes?

Smoked the of your group.

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

Let's try a of this.

A

A joint.

You this kinda joint?

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

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

okay, wait...

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

mercy!

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

What do you do that thing?
I know!
a minute!

(now the next step of this operation: 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 two, which is a college
Ee stuffed with absolutely nothing at all. smoke that and it'll get you out there!...)

I still don't feel as good as I this mornin'...yeah yeah...

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

I heard it again, said...

You see

a minute!...

College!
College!
college-rhythm.

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

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

But that's I want!
I forgot, I'm sorry...

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

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