Luyện nghe bài hát The 'torchum' Never Stops

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)

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

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

(singing)
Flies all 'n buzznin'
In his dunjing of
grummle an' piss dey' clothes
'n scratch dey' matted
A tiny fum a window-hole
A yards away
Is all dey ever t'know
de reg'luh life in de day

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

(spoken)

Uh-oh! I smells trubba! he be messin' wit pigmeat heahhh! 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 dunjing of
An prince eats a steamin' pig
In a chamber, near dere

He eat de snouts an' de foist!
De an' de groins I'd soon re-spersed
His carvin' I'd well 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
wrong been done, he done it foist...
An' he stink so bad, his bones been
And weepin' drops,
In de vat of co-log-nuh,
Where de be berlin' up
an' uh boilin' 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 suckers! boy, when white folks come back fum bein' dead, they sho' gets scary-lookin'! but don't take their appearance too ser
Y, people, dey say dis de sort o' folks dat belongs on broadway! the broadway zombies collect around the evil prince, who suddenly suspects the presence of an intruder. after taking a lar
Te from an he sings...

prince: (singing)
Somewhere, there, I can tell,
a voice of
A whatchamacallit
Who not wish me well!

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

He he knows something
About the plan!
How ultimate
rule and command

He not a drop,
Not a crumb,
Not a whit,
Of the reason for
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!
the lamest of lameness will thrive!"
Take it or it, you won't be alive,
If you are creative!

Fairies and and queers are

All the music on broadway 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 make 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 spying
horrible diction
Will rot in the
this show's eviction
Takes place shortly
My alternate
Of sabotage
Triumphs will!

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

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

A better excuse to spend or time
At a party,
So, do be a smarty!
on to that dollar
A little while
For it here,
Why, it be wronger!

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

And after this deadly review the paper,
In will come roper, & raper,
To legally all that remains
Of this tragic amusement for brains

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

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

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