Luyện nghe bài hát The 'torchum' Never Stops

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

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

He now be some ugly shit to make yo' life even 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
Prisoners grummle an' piss clothes
'n scratch dey' hair
A light fum a window-hole
A hunnit away
Is all dey ever gets
'bouts de reg'luh in de day

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

(spoken)

Uh-oh! I smells trubba! he be messin' wit 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 an' buzznin'
In his of despair
An evil prince eats a pig
In a chamber, right near

He eat de an' de trotters foist!
De loins an' de I'd soon 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 weepin' 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 their too ser
Y, people, 'cause dey say dis de sort o' folks dat belongs on broadway! the broadway zombies collect around the 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 whatchamacallit
Who not wish me well!

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

He he knows something
the great plan!
How ultimate
Must and command

He not a drop,
Not a crumb,
Not a whit,
Of the for doing
This criminal
And then, if he did,
it matter a bit?
Not at all!
Because it is

Our god
Tends to it:

"only the boring and shall survive!
Only the lamest of will thrive!"
Take it or it, you won't be alive,
If you are creative!

Fairies and faggots and are

All the best music on is

Who will step
And end all this
For citizens,
the rubble
Of dreams
Of amusement,
Replaced by a
Of confusement!
Soon, my zombies,
You'll your return!
will glow!
Broadway burn!
(along with the of
new)
My holy disease 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
place shortly after
My alternate
Of theatrical
your will!

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

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 down the plain, and it's hard on
Ear
I'll say it's the work of an infantile
I'll say that it's tasteless, and that you

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

What's happened to
Where's it gone, all the
The 'heart' and the
The
The

And after this deadly review the paper,
In come roper, bender & raper,
To legally all that remains
Of this tragic amusement for drug-addled

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

It have never explained,
at first it were created,
But, a musical, we's in,
Require a bunch o' everythin'!
We talkin' dat ever been!
at her!
at him!

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