Luyện nghe bài hát Harpua

Om-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa
Fat sweaty
in the sun
Stone swamp man
Slow run
Tender police walker
birthday fudge
Swamp night bull
done done
Hot sweaty bulldog in the sunthen -
stone swamp man (is doing a)
slow motion runhere comes the
tender police walkerwhom the dog and the man see as:
birthday fudgethen -
swamp (the man)
bull nail (the dog - the claw)
the policeman:
walker done
Me and
We care few-a
It happens all the
We Okimo
(Repeat Chorus)
Hot liquor stone
Bitter flesh
Shabby pimple
Evil rash
Me and
Spastic dead-eyed
Oozing skullcap
We're coming to your
help you party down
(Chorus 2x)
*NOTE - This tune always involves an improvised section that (an example is given below... a poor one) ends Trey saying " Look, the storm's gone." as the Jimmy & Dad dialogue play out leading into the "I don't want a gold fish" lyrics and there is no studio rendition of this tune and the Jimmy/Harpua story is always improvised.
*BEGIN IMPROVISED and Dialogues*
Spoken by Trey [with by Fishman]:
Once upon a time Far far away here
There, in a town...
a town...
town...
small...
And on the outskirts of this
there lived a mean, nasty, furry, hound named Harpua.
Harpua roamed the outskirts of the town 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 of the forest and he's walking in toward town...
Harpua walked the town...
innocently...
And in the town...
in a whole different part of the
lived a young 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 little and
he'd to his stereo...
and he'd lay and
look down next to him and
he'd pet his little [DOG!]
little...
oh, he his little...
furry...
thing that he pet every day while he to his stereo
sitting on the couch]
he'd pet his furry [thing on the his furry...
And he looked down and he
"I to pet you, my little furry...
that I ...
I love you so much that I to name you
this name that I love and so I you...
I you so...
why...
that's why I pet you day...
that's why I 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...
your is...
I DECIDED YOUR NAME WOULD HAVE TO BE...
I'D YOU...
YOUR TO BE CALLED...
I THINK NAME...
I YOU...
GO AS... AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!
NUTBAG!!!!!!!!
Poster Nutbag sat on the couch 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 Poster Nutbag went and he started walking across the yard..
and he walk onto the sidewalk and he started innocently down the street and he walked down the street and suddenly he found himself wandering...
into a new part of town 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 when he got there he was 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 they at each other...
filled the air...
there was going to be a fight...
Harpua saw Poster Nutbag and began to and let a hungry drop of saliva fall onto the floor...
Poster Nutbag coiled his body a deadly arch...
the fight was to begin...
ARGAAAAAAAA!
Look, the storm's gone...Dad
Jimmy...
Jimmy
Yes, Dad
D: Jimmy, I some bad news...
J: might that be...Dad?
D: about your cat, Poster...
J: You wouldn't be about Poster Nutbag, now would you?
CAT DIED!
Poster is deadPoster is SO dead
How about a goldfish? I don't a goldfish
How about a goldFISH? I don't...want a
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 needs lubrication day
There's a dog in the
rotation
As a form of and play
A dog
There's a dog in the
a bad reputation
It's a of the nation's decay
But the dog in the
need a vacation
As the people rush by in gray
A DOG
A DOG
A DOG!!