Luyện nghe bài hát The Evil Prince

Frank (lead guitar)
Ike (guitar, vocals)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
Alan (keyboards)
thunes (bass)
Chad (drums)

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

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

He thinks he knows
the great plan!
How blandness
Must and command

He not a drop,
Not a crumb,
Not a whit,
Of the for doing
criminal shit
And then, if he did,
Would it a bit?
Not at all!
it is writ:

Our god
Tends to it:

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

Fairies and and queers are

All the best music on is

Who will step
And end all trouble?
For citizens,
Clutching the
Of vanishing
Of amusement,
Replaced by a
Of confusement!

Soon, my zombies,
make your return!
Broadway glow!
will burn!
(along the remnants of
new)
My holy will do
for you!
Those producers
Who paid for you
do it again, and again, and again!

The potato
The spying
With diction
And terrible
Will rot in the
I can it right now
this shows eviction
Takes shortly after
My alternate
Of theatrical
Triumphs will!

I've a special
Yes I know you do!
I've been saving for
Yes I know you have
For a show like this,
For a stupid show
With and queers

I'll say it's disgusting, atrocious, and
I'll say it makes inside of your skull
I'll say the worst -of-the-worst of the year,
No wind down the plain, and hard on your ear
I'll say it's the work of an infantile
I'll say that it's tasteless, and that you find
A excuse 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!

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

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

(solo)

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

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

And after this deadly hits the paper,
In will roper, bender & raper,
To legally all that remains
Of this amusement for drug-addled brains
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey, . . .