Luyện nghe bài hát The 'torchum' Never Stops

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

Now, dis sucker is de respondable party fo de en-whiffment o' de origumal potium. through de magik o' stage-kraff, we be able to see him at woik!

He now be preparin' some ugly shit to make yo' life mo' mizzable den it awready are, since dis batch be resigned to render him immortal! we does not know if it gwine woik yet, but we kin al
fo' de best!

(singing)
Flies all green 'n
In his dunjing of
grummle an' piss dey' clothes
'n scratch matted hair
A light fum a window-hole
A hunnit yards
Is all dey ever gets
de reg'luh life in de day

An' it so bad, de stones been chokin'
'n greenish drops
In de where de giant fowah-puffer woikin',
'n de torchum never
De torchum stops
De torchum,
De torchum,
De torchum never
(go on, 'dewlla! dat lil' guitar one mo'gin!)

(spoken)

Uh-oh! I smells trubba! he be wit pigmeat heahhh! muthafucker be rejectin' some co-log- nuh directly into de duo-deenum of de unsuspecting victim! now he gone see if he immune to it by e
A dab hisseff!

(singing)

Flies all green an'
In his of despair
An evil prince eats a pig
In a chamber, near dere

He eat de snouts an' de foist!
De loins an' de groins I'd re-spersed
His carvin' style I'd re-hoist
He stan' 'n

All be coist!
All be coist!
All be coist!
All be coist!

An' well, no one durst...
He de best, of cose, of all de
Some been done, he done it foist...
An' he stink so bad, his bones been
And greenish drops,
In de vat of co-log-nuh,
de re-zease be berlin' up
Berlin' an' uh up
Co-log-nuh!
Co-log-nuh!
co-log-uh-nuh!

(spoken)
Oh! do yoseff a favum 'n don't use it! oooooooh! look at these ugly suckers! boy, when white folks come back fum bein' dead, they sho' gets scary-lookin'! but don't take appearance too ser
Y, people, 'cause dey say dis de sort o' folks dat belongs on broadway! the broadway zombies around the evil prince, who suddenly suspects the presence of an intruder. after taking a lar
Te an onion he sings...

prince: (singing)
Somewhere, there, I can tell,
There's a of
A potato-headed
Who does not me well!

His are quite stupid,
And his shoes!
got a big ol' duck-mouth!
(who how he chews!)

He thinks he knows
About the plan!
How blandness
rule and command

He not a drop,
Not a crumb,
Not a whit,
Of the reason for
criminal shit
And then, if he did,
Would it matter a
Not at all!
Because it is

Our god
to certify it:

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

and faggots and queers are

All the best music on is

Who step forward
And end all this
For citizens,
the rubble
Of vanishing
Of amusement,
Replaced by a
Of confusement!
Soon, my zombies,
You'll your return!
Broadway glow!
Broadway burn!
(along the remnants of
new)
My disease will do
for you!
Those producers
Who for you 'then'
do it again, and again, and again!

Evil (singing to the zombies)
The potato
horrible diction
Will rot in the
When this eviction
Takes place after
My skill
Of sabotage
Triumphs will!

I've a special
been saving for years
For a show like this,
With potatoes and

I'll say it's disgusting, atrocious, and
say it makes boils inside of your skull
I'll say the worst-of-the-worst of the
Year,
No wind the plain, and it's hard on your
Ear
say it's the work of an infantile mind
I'll say that it's tasteless, and you will

A excuse to spend money or time
At a party,
So, do be a smarty!
Hold on to that
A while longer
For it here,
Why, it be wronger!

happened to broadway?
Where's it gone, all the
The and the 'soul'
The
The

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

(singing)
Flies all green an'
In his dunjing of
Who are all o' dem
Dat he wit down dere?
Are dey
Are dey
Are dey stage-kraff painted?

It have been explained,
at first it were created,
But, a musical, we's in,
a whole bunch o' everythin'!
We talkin' dat ever been!
at her!
at him!

Dat de deal we dealin' in
Dat de deal we dealin' in
Dat what de deal we in
Dat what de we dealin' in