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)
wackerman (drums)
Ike (vocals)
Terry (vocals)
bozzio (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 ago you was well on yo' way to bein' severely ugly! now, thoo de magik o' stagekraff, de blubulence of yo' blobulence done re
Cated to a reclusium! yow! science!

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

'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n some 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 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! where did that stimulating little replica come from

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

Now, just hold 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 to do? do you expect him
Iterally in love in front of all these people...with that artificial rhonda over there?

Do de pope shit in de

Now, just hold on there, buddy! let's be serious! the toilet 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! that's terrific! so what if you 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 back to de evil prince, 'n see 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 seem to make up my mind!
about mammys
so sublime...
That's the word
Used they rhyme
A about love!

But, on broadway, it's a new day! ain'tcha yo' unrequired desirin's 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 know I'm not the most desirable kind of fellow a 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 hisseff a provlum! would y'all to use my nakkin' one mo' time?

Oh, yes! yes! me...your...how do you say it? 'nay'kin'? 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 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 gwine become done fell in love wit' a 'mammy 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 gots all night heahhh! intromissium be comin' up 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, this 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 gap between 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' purposes, while de ones with de m.b.a.'s hit de lobby 'n sell some shit, 'fo de customers over-run yo' ass! me
Le, lil' guy, go get yo' girl 'n esspress yo-seff!