Luyện nghe bài hát The Evil Prince

Frank (lead guitar)
Ike (guitar, vocals)
Ray (guitar, lead vocals)
Bobby (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
zavod (keyboards)
Scott (bass)
wackerman (drums)

Well well well, now, dis de nasty sucker dat be fo de enwhiffment o de origumal potium. now in his infinate respondable party personage as de evil prince and through de magik o stage
T of course, wes about to see what gwine on in his conjurance up of his little cauldrom of doom! now check it on out now

Somewhere, there, I can tell,
I so
the voice of
A whatchamacallit
Whoo, do tell!
Who not wish me well!
His are quite stupid,
And his shoes!
Ain't no bussiness show business
got a big ol duck-mouth!
Who how he chews!

He he knows something
the great plan!
How blandness
Must rule and

He not a drop,
Not a crumb,
Not a whit,
Of the for doing
This shit
And then, if he did,
it matter a bit?
Not at all!
Because it is

Our god
Tends to it:

the boring and bland shall survive!
Only the lamest of lameness thrive!
Take it or leave it, you be alive,
If you are creative!

Fairies and faggots and are

All the best music on is

Who will forward
And end all trouble?
For citizens,
the rubble
Of dreams
Of amusement,
Replaced by a
Of confusement!

Soon, my zombies,
Youll your return!
Broadway glow!
Broadway burn!
(along with the of
new)
My disease will do
for you!
Those producers
Who for you then
do it again, and again, and again!

The potato
The potato
horrible diction
And terrible
rot in the garbage
I can smell it now
When shows eviction
place shortly after
My skill
Of theatrical
Triumphs will!

I've a special
Yes I know you do!
I've been for years
Yes I you really have
For a just like this,
For a stupid show
potatoes and queers

I'll say it's disgusting, atrocious, and
I'll say it makes boils of your skull
I'll say it's the -of-the-worst of the year,
No down the plain, and it's hard on your ear
I'll say it's the of an infantile mind
say that it's tasteless, and that you will find
A better to spend money or time
At a party, wee-oo
So, do be a smarty!

Hold on to dollar
A while longer
For it here,
Why, it be wronger!

Whats happened to
it gone, all the glitter?
The heart and
The
The

And after this review hits the paper,
In will roper, bender & raper,
To legally all that remains
Of tragic amusement for drug-addled brains
Drug-addled brains, addled brains

(solo)

Hold on to that
A little while
For it here,
Why, it be wronger!

Whats to broadway?
Wheres it gone, all the
The heart and
The
The

And after deadly review hits the paper,
In will come roper, & raper,
To execute all that remains
Of this tragic for drug-addled brains
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey, . . .