Luyện nghe bài hát Harpua

Om-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa
Fat bulldog
in the sun
Stone swamp man
Slow run
Tender police walker
birthday fudge
Swamp bull nail
Walker done
Hot sweaty stood in the sunthen -
stone village man (is doing a)
slow motion runhere the policeman:
poke police walkerwhom the dog and the man see as:
precious fudgethen -
night (the man)
bull nail (the dog - the claw)
the policeman:
walker done
Me and
We care few-a
It all the time
We Okimo
(Repeat Chorus)
Hot liquor jack
Bitter flesh
Shabby chin-slime
milky rash
Me and
dead-eyed hound
Oozing dreadlock
We're coming to your
We'll you party down
(Chorus 2x)
*NOTE - This tune always involves an improvised section that (an example is given below... a poor one) ends with Trey saying " Look, the storm's gone." as the Jimmy & Dad dialogue play out leading into the "I don't a gold fish" lyrics and there is no studio rendition of this tune and the Jimmy/Harpua story is always improvised.
*BEGIN Monologue and Dialogues*
Spoken by Trey asides by Fishman]:
Once upon a time Far far away from
There, in a town...
a town...
town...
small...
And on the of this town
there lived a mean, nasty, furry, hound named Harpua.
Harpua the outskirts of the town every day and he'd walk around looking for a little action.
So of course this day was no different from any other day and here we start the story and we see Harpua walking around on the outskirts of town near the forest kind of at the edge of the forest and walking in toward town...
Harpua toward the town...
innocently...
And in the town...
in a different part of the town
there lived a boy all alone in a suburban neighborhood
and every day sit in his room
and sit on his couch [AND SMOKE POT!]...
he'd sit on his couch and
he'd to his stereo...
and lay back and
look down next to him and
he'd pet his favorite [DOG!]
little...
oh, he his little...
furry...
thing that he pet every day he listened to his stereo
[while on the couch]
he'd pet his furry on the couch] his furry...
And he looked and he said
"I to pet you, my little furry...
thing I ...
I love you so much that I to name you
this that I love and so I named you...
I you so...
why...
that's why I pet you day...
why I named you...
that's why when I got you and
I knew how much I you...
I decided that I'd give you the of...
the of...
I'd you...
name is...
I DECIDED THAT YOUR NAME HAVE TO BE...
I'D YOU...
YOUR TO BE CALLED...
I THINK NAME...
I YOU...
GO AS... AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!
NUTBAG!!!!!!!!
Poster sat on the couch next to Jimmy...
Poster Nutbag, the furry kitty-cat Jimmy's pet sat next to Jimmy and he looked up at Jimmy...
and on this particular day Poster Nutbag decided to go for a little walk so Poster Nutbag got up and walked toward the door and Jimmy went to the door and he opened up the door and Nutbag went outside and he started walking across the yard..
and he walk onto the sidewalk and he started walking innocently down the street and he walked down the street and suddenly he found wandering...
a new part of town that he'd never been to...
Let me you to...FUNKYTOWN
Let me you to...FUNKYTOWN
Let me you to...FUNKYTOWN
Let me you to...FUNKYTOWN
And he got there he was walking along and suddenly he rounded a corner and in front of him he saw...
he saw Harpua...
Harpua, the ugly dog the beginning of the story...
and looked at each other...
filled the air...
there was to be a nasty fight...
Harpua saw Poster Nutbag and began to growl and let a hungry drop of fall onto the floor...
Poster Nutbag his body into a deadly arch...
the was about to begin...
ARGAAAAAAAA!
Look, the storm's gone...Dad
Jimmy...
[Fish]:
Yes, Dad
D: Jimmy, I some bad news...
J: might that be...Dad?
D: It's about cat, Poster...
J: You wouldn't be talking about Poster Nutbag, now you?
CAT DIED!
Poster is deadPoster is deadPoster's SO
How a goldfish? I don't want a goldfish
How about a I don't...want a goldfish
How A goldfish? I don't want...a goldfish
do you...
do you...
do you...
I want...
do you...
A dog A dog
There's a dog in the
With an ugly
And it lubrication each day
There's a dog in the
Contemplating
As a form of and play
A dog
a dog in the station
With a bad
a sign of the nation's decay
But the dog in the
need a vacation
As the rush by dressed in gray
A DOG
A DOG
A DOG!!