Luyện nghe bài hát Won Ton On

Frank (guitar, synclavier)
vai (guitar)
Ray (guitar, vocals)
Tommy (keyboards)
Chuck (piano)
barrow (bass)
Scott (bass)
Jay (string bass)
Ed (percussion)
wackerman (drums)
Ike (vocals)
Terry (vocals)
bozzio (vocals)
Napoleon murphy (vocals)
Bob (vocals)
"guitar" watson (vocals)

Not really voice:

Whiff it, boy! whiff it good, now! mammies, step forward 'n try t'git on down wit dem broadway zombies! dis de closin' numbuh, now! moses! git yo' brown ass heah! leave de co-log-nuh alone
Minnit. whyn'tcha go on 'n cornhole ya' some evil prince! I he done evolved to de point where he kin hannle it now!

See dat? uh-huh! look like he severely enjoyin' it awready! sound like he enjoyin' it, too! wuh- oh! I smells trubba! look like he got de eeyah- noosht! ain't no two ways it.

The mammies dance tangos with the zombies, (eventually hurling them offstage), the evil prince corn-holes rhonda (who doesn't even notice as she waves her magic-wand fountain pen around for
Follow), thing-fish snatches up the crab-grass baby and ob'dewlla (one in hand), shaking them like maracas, while twirl-dancing around the yard, harry-as- a-boy and the artificial rhonda re
Ar, chasing after the infant, quentin robert de nameland corn-holes brown moses. opal rides the bull while francesco her an enema. the nativity box rotates erratically, deli- vering dutch
Ts who offer to the audience.

'fo y'all departs, I jes' wish to say in sium, as matters o' dis gravity gen'rally re- quire some type o' philosomical post-scription, dat what y'all have witnessed heah tonight were a t
Tory - de names o' de potatoes have been changed to protect de innocent.

Galoot co-log-nuh! don't buy it, peoples! dis have been a public service ernouncemint. wave to de white folks, 'dewlla!

A conga-line is formed. they all exit through the audience, except for francesco, thing-fish & sister ob'dewlla 'x' (the baby has been returned to harry-as-a-boy and artificial rh
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is symbolism, harry!

...not the stuff 'freckles' lets out!

This is symbolism! really deep, intense, thought-provoking broadway symbolism. modern, harry...

Take your off that chain, honey!

Fuck briefcases...

...not the briefcase...