Luyện nghe bài hát Mudd Club

Frank (guitar, synclavier)
vai (guitar)
Ray (guitar, vocals)
mars (keyboards)
Chuck (piano)
Arthur (bass)
Scott (bass)
Jay (string bass)
Ed (percussion)
wackerman (drums)
Ike (vocals)
bozzio (vocals)
Dale (vocals)
murphy brock (vocals)
Bob (vocals)
"guitar" watson (vocals)

Sister owl-gonkwin-jane
And here we are, at the mudd club, y'all! I hope you enjoy yourself, 'cause the about to begin!

Hey, they're really dancin', (they're on auto-destruct) on the floor on the pipe off-a the wall

Hey, the people here are really tearin' it up on the side in the back by the of the stage

They ain't crazy (you can take it from me) I should know, 'cause I go every time I'm in town

If you never tried it, lemme you out: it's the best kinda place to un-fasten yerself!

(contd.)
club!

All the way downtown!

club!

They ain't around!

club!

Just turn to the left 'n look around, because it's there somewhere! if you ain't found it, better hurry up! the folks down there's on auto-destruct, and so can you be, too! (de o' de matter
S for you!)

Try it on a saturday 'bout four o'clock in the mornin', or even a monday, at midnight, when there's just a few of severely ignint white folks doin' the peppermint twist (for real)

In a black dress, (with nine-inch heels), and then a guy with a blue mohawk come in, in serious leather...

(and all the rest of whom for which to when-so-never of partially biochemical degradation seek 'the path' to the sudsy yellow nozzle of their foaming nocturnal parametric-digital w
Wheat/inter-faith terpsichorean ejectamenta)

In serious leather! in chains!

'n den dey de wall! dey works de floor! dey works de pipe! 'n dey works de wall some more!

In serious leather! serious chains! clothing!

From when they come downtown from the ruins of '54 to twist 'n frugg, in an arrogant gesture to the best of what de 20th century have to offer, including a generous supply of 'ignint mcnu
!

Quentin robert de nameland down there right now, with a whole face-full of 'ignint mcnugget', looking for a virgin with breath!

Sister noxema-tapioca & sister potato-head bobby brown: (two-part harmony)
Why, it's you!

And you don't know it!

Hey, they're dancin',

Dey dancin'...

They're on auto-destruct! on the floor on the bouncin' off-a the wall!

Right dat wall, too!

Hey, the people here are really it up

Dey it off!

On the in the back by the front of the stage

Took de boy's off!

They ain't crazy (you can take it from me)

Uh-oh! I trubba!

I should know, 'cause I go every I'm in town

Christians up!

If you never tried it, lemme straighten you

Lemme you out, now...

It's the best kinda place to yerself, while you

Get off dat now, boy!

the wall!

Dey de wall!

the floor!

Dey not only woikin' it, dey turnin' de thing!

the pipe!

De

(in pain)