Luyện nghe bài hát The Massive Improve'lence

Frank (guitar, synclavier)
vai (guitar)
Ray (guitar, vocals)
mars (keyboards)
Chuck (piano)
Arthur (bass)
thunes (bass)
Jay (string bass)
Ed (percussion)
wackerman (drums)
Ike (vocals)
bozzio (vocals)
Dale (vocals)
murphy 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 magik o' stagekraff, de blubulence of yo' 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 in love! after all...dis lil' sucker already been fulla glue, homo-sectional extru- s
'n army food...nothin' left fo' him to do, get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!

'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem wants a lil' 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 long to grow up in ermerica!

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

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

That's a good question, harry! don't let him wiggle out of it! him mercifullessly until you receive a suitable answer!

Now, just yourself in abeyance, rhonda! I'll handle this! look here, 'mr. potato-head', what's 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 artificial rhonda over there?

Do de shit in de woods?

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

Harry, that's wonderful! the way you're rearing up on your hind legs like that! that's 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 romantic in'trust out de way so we can git 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 a nun? de boy want a nun? what de fuck kinda nun you want?

(singing)
I can't to make up my mind!
Something mammys
so sublime...
That's the word
Used they rhyme
A song love!

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

(whimpering)
Don't make fun of me...please! I 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 really try to mak
Happy!

Harry...you are...a worm...a disgusting worm! you wormmmmmm! you are but a wormmmmmmmmmmmm!

Boy obviously got a provlum! would y'all like to use my nakkin' 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 even had a chance to fall in love, or to grow to maturity yet! the artificial rhonda is pining away for my wholesome companionship, just
There! isn't right! you're 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 cock-sucker you ultimately gwine become done fell in love wit' a nun'! awright, which one idit, swe
Rt?

I...i...can't to make up my mind...you're all so...masterful! so sensuous...you're so incredibly 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 all night heahhh! intromissium 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 in love, right now, this very moment, and I don't care what you do with him...

Go 'head on den...go git yo' deflateable bitch 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 what you is, what you think you is, what we think you is, what you is gonna be, 'n also what yo' rubberized 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 some shit, 'fo de customers yo' ass! me
Le, guy, go get yo' rubber girl 'n esspress yo-seff!