Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

Frank (guitar, synclavier)
vai (guitar)
Ray (guitar, vocals)
Tommy (keyboards)
wild (piano)
Arthur (bass)
thunes (bass)
Jay (string bass)
Ed (percussion)
Chad (drums)
Ike (vocals)
bozzio (vocals)
Dale (vocals)
Napoleon murphy (vocals)
Bob (vocals)
"guitar" watson (vocals)

Once upon a time, musta been 'round october, few years back, in one o' dose top secret lab-motories de keep stashed away underneath virginia, an evil prince, occasion'ly employed as a p
Ime criticizer set to woikin' on a plot fo de systematic genocidical remove'lance of all unwanted highly-rhythmic individj'lls an' sissy-boys!

De cocksucker done whiffed up a secret potium... an' right 'long wid it, de atrocious dat what he been boilin' up down deahhhh jes' mights be de final solutium to de white main's 'boidennn'
Yo' my drift...

Well, he sure he had a good thing goin'... but, dere was always de possobility dat somethin' might fuck up, so, he planned to have a little test, jes' to check it all out befo' he dump't it
E supply.

Sho'tly denafter, wit high-level gubnint co-robberatium, he to have a good-will visit to san quentim, 'long wit some country-westin mu- zishnin's, 'n sprinkle a little bit of it on some
E in deahhh (since dey done used a few of 'em befo' when dey was messin' wit de zyph'liss).

So, heah dey come wit de potium, all in de mash potatoes!

Den dey wen' up to de warden's office fo' some hot toddy, a little football while dey's waitin' to see what gone happen!

Fact o' de matter nothin' happened, so dey went off'n dribbled it in a special shipnint of galoot co-log-nuh dat went out 'bouts november!

Next y'know, fagnits be droppin' off like flies...'long wit a large number of severely-tanned individj'lls, pre-zumnably of hay'chen extrakment!

But not de boys in de rest home! oh no! mixin' de shit wit de mash potatoes done smoothed it out a little, so's it kill yo' ass, but, it sho' would make y'ugly! 'n ef y'was already ugly
D make yo ass mean 'n ugly...'n ef you was mean 'n ugly, it'd turn ya into a strange, unknown kreetchuh, never befo' seen on broadway!^lthass right! it'd turn ya' into a 'mammy nun'! hea
E a potato...lips a duck...big ol' hands, puffin' up! big ones! science! me-jev'l re-lij-mus costumery all over yo' body! yow! oh yeah! mmmm-hmmm!