Luyện nghe bài hát The Massive Improve'lence

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

Thing-fish: (to the girl)
Hmmm! dat quite a massive improve'lence, dahlin'! jes' a few moments ago you was well on yo' way to bein' severely ugly! now, thoo de o' stagekraff, de blubulence of yo' blobulence done re
Cated to a reclusium! yow! science!

(to & rhonda)
Ef y'all don't minds me sayin' so, I b'lieves it's 'bout time fo yo pathetical miniaturized replicas to fall in love! after all...dis lil' already been fulla glue, homo-sectional extru- s
'n army food...nothin' fo' him to do, 'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!

'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a heart, a lil' soul...'n some titty too, ef dey can git it, so, les' get y'all in positium heah, 'n get dis silly busines
R wit! y'all's takin' too goddam long to up in ermerica!

I you're right, mr. thing-fish, but you'll have to admit...this is a rather awkward situation!

That's right! stage-craft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! where did stimulating little replica come from anyway?

That's a good question, harry! let him wiggle out of it! hound him mercifullessly until you receive a suitable answer!

Now, just hold yourself in abeyance, rhonda! I'll handle this! look here, 'mr. potato-head', the meaning of all this? do you realize what you're asking my replica to do? do you expect him
Iterally fall in love in front of all these people...with that artificial over there?

Do de shit in de woods?

Now, hold on there, buddy! let's be serious! the toilet training of exalted religious personalities is not our primary topic of discussion!

Harry, that's wonderful! the way you're just rearing up on your hind legs like that! terrific! so what if you suck a little cock every once in a while! that's terrific!

(to harry)
Look heahhh, sweetheart, they's somethin' fishy gwine on...all i's wantin' to do is get de in'trust out de way so we can git back to de evil prince, 'n see what de fuck we gone do 'bout
! de way you's givin' me de lip, lead me to a subterior motivatium!

(singing)
I a nun!
I a nun!
I a burro,
In the light!

You want a nun? de boy want a nun? what de fuck kinda nun you

(singing)
I seem to make up my mind!
Something mammys
so sublime...
That's the word
Used when rhyme
A song love!

But, on broadway, it's a new day! ain'tcha hoid? yo' unrequired desirin's be mo' to de zomby-folk up in de evil prince's lab-mo-to-rium!

(whimpering)
Don't make fun of me...please! I know I'm not the most desirable kind of fellow a 'mammy nun' could choose for intimate companionship...but...but... gosh-darn-it, I'd try...i'd try to mak
Happy!

Harry...you are...a worm...a worm! you wormmmmmm! you are nothing but a wormmmmmmmmmmmm!

Boy obviously got hisseff a provlum! would y'all like to use my one mo' time?

Oh, yes! yes! give me...your...how do you say it? oh!

I think this is going too far, mr. thing-fish! I haven't even had a chance to fall in love, or to grow to maturity yet! the artificial rhonda is pining away for my wholesome companionship,
There! this isn't right! letting everything get all out of sequence!

Whoa! I gots yo' 'sequence' hangin', boy! get outs de way! cain't y'see dat de mizzable you ultimately gwine become done fell in love wit' a 'mammy nun'! awright, which one idit, swe
Rt?

I...i...can't seem to make up my mind...you're all so...masterful! so sensuous...you're so talented!

...a wor-r-r-r-r-mmmmmmmmmm! you are a wor-r-r-r-r-r-r-mmmmmmmmm!

Makes up yo' mind, dahlin'! we ain't gots all night heahhh! be comin' up putty quick! folks be headin' on out to de lobby fo' dem mash potatoes we tole 'em 'bout earlier!

I insist on falling in love, right now, very moment, and I don't care what you do with him...

Go 'head on den...go git yo' deflateable ovuh deah! judgin' fum all de fuss, you ain't in much better shape den de large economy size been clutchin' at my nakkin!

We gots a love song (jes' yo' type), bridgin' de conceptiumal gap between what you is, what you think you is, what we think you is, what you is gonna be, 'n also what yo' madonna be s
At me of!

Sister ob'dewlla 'x', gather de mo' sensitive mammys together fo' harmonicizatiumal purposes, while de ones with de m.b.a.'s hit de lobby 'n sell shit, 'fo de customers over-run yo' ass! me
Le, lil' guy, go get yo' rubber girl 'n yo-seff!