Luyện nghe bài hát Mudd Club

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

owl-gonkwin-jane cow-hoon:
And here we are, at the mudd club, y'all! I hope you yourself, 'cause the show's about to begin!

Hey, they're really dancin', (they're on auto-destruct) on the on the pipe bouncin' off-a the wall

Hey, the people here are really tearin' it up on the side in the back by the front of the

They ain't really crazy (you can it from me) I should know, 'cause I go every time I'm in town

If you never tried it, lemme straighten you out: the best kinda place to un-fasten yerself!

(contd.)
club!

All the way downtown!

club!

They ain't around!

club!

Just turn to the left 'n look around, because there somewhere! if you ain't found it, better hurry up! the folks down there's on auto-destruct, and so can you be, too! (de fact o' de matter
S for you!)

Try it on a saturday 'bout four o'clock in the mornin', or even a monday, at midnight, when there's just a few of them severely ignint white doin' the peppermint twist (for real)

In a black sack dress, (with nine-inch heels), and then a guy with a blue mohawk come in, in leather...

(and all the rest of whom for which to when-so-never of partially indeterminate biochemical degradation seek 'the path' to the sudsy yellow nozzle of foaming nocturnal parametric-digital w
Wheat/inter-faith terpsichorean ejectamenta)

In serious leather! in chains!

'n den dey works de wall! dey works de floor! dey de pipe! 'n dey works de wall some more!

In serious leather! serious chains! clothing!

From when they come downtown from the ruins of studio '54 to twist 'n frugg, in an arrogant gesture to the best of what de 20th century to offer, including a generous supply of 'ignint mcnu
!

Quentin robert de nameland down there right now, with a whole face-full of 'ignint mcnugget', looking for a virgin with breath!

Sister jasmina noxema-tapioca & sister potato-head brown: (two-part harmony)
Why, maybe you!

And you even know it!

Hey, they're dancin',

Dey dancin'...

They're on auto-destruct! on the floor on the pipe bouncin' the wall!

Right dat wall, too!

Hey, the people here are really it up

Dey it off!

On the in the back by the front of the stage

Took de boy's off!

They ain't crazy (you can take it from me)

Uh-oh! I trubba!

I should know, 'cause I go time I'm in town

Christians up!

If you never tried it, lemme you out:

Lemme you out, now...

It's the best kinda to un-fasten yerself, while you

Get off dat now, boy!

the wall!

Dey de wall!

the floor!

Dey not only woikin' it, dey de damn thing!

the pipe!

De

(in pain)