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BRAINS!
03:20
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I was missing Snowball I, she died four years ago tonight
She’s buried in the pet cemetery, I wish I could bring her back to life
Bart looked in the occult section of the school library
But we must have cast the wrong spell, 'cause the town's overrun with zombies
Did you wreck the car? No!
Did you raise the dead? Yes!
But the car's okay? Uh-huh...
Well, all right, then
Did you wreck the car? No!
Did you raise the dead? Yes!
But the car's okay? Uh-huh...
Well, all right, then
Dad offered up his brains but the zombies would have gone hungry
We had to find a reverse spell- To the book depository!
Take that, Washington, eat lead, Einstein
Is this the end of Zombie Shakespeare? Show's over, we've got books to find
Did you wreck the car? No!
Did you raise the dead? Yes!
But the car's okay? Uh-huh...
Well, all right, then
Did you wreck the car? No!
Did you raise the dead? Yes!
But the car's okay? Uh-huh...
Well, all right, then
Dad, you killed the Zombie Flanders
Dad, you killed the Zombie Flanders
Dad, you killed the Zombie Flanders
He was a zombie?
Did you wreck the car? No!
Did you raise the dead? Yes!
But the car's okay? Uh-huh...
Well, all right, then
Did you wreck the car? No!
Did you raise the dead? Yes!
But the car's okay? Uh-huh...
Well, all right, then
BRAINS!
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2. |
Urge To Kill Rising
02:14
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Gonna watch Burns’s lodge for the winter
Blood is flowing off the elevator
Cable’s out, there’s not even a drop of beer
Turns out John Denver filmed Christmas specials here
“Feelin’ fine” is the message on the typewriter
The walls are less encouraging
No TV, no beer, make Homer something something
Go crazy, well, I don’t mind if I do
Bart’s calling Willy using his shining,
I mean “shinning”, we don’t want to get sued
Ghost Moe’s telling me to go waste my family
That Willy’s really bad at rescuing
Found his TV lying out in the snow
Basking in its warm glowing warming glow
Getting stuck watching the Tony awards show
Urge to kill rising
No TV, no beer, make Homer something something
Go crazy, well, I don’t mind if I do
Bart’s calling Willy using his shining,
I mean “shinning”, we don’t want to get sued
Trab pu kcip, Trab pu kcip
Trab pu kcip, Trab pu kcip
Trab pu kcip, Trab pu kcip
Trab pu kcip, Trab pu kcip
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3. |
Candy Apple Island
03:03
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Getting ready to sail out to sea
Put an ad in the paper seeking
A single white female who likes monkeys
Can't forget the bait-thing beauty
Yes, I covered that up quite nicely
Smithers, we all know what you think
Hear the natives with the "Homer, Homer" chant
Could be a giant ape or a tourist trap
Either way we are going in to land
Translating what the chief is shouting
Saying that we wouldn't dream
Of sacrificing the blue haired lady
Gonna take a trip to Ape Island
Try to catch an ape that's really big
Wish we were going to Candy Apple Island
They've still got apes but they're just not so big
I was strolling through the gas one day
Smithers didn't live to get his raise
We put King Homer on a platform on a stage
I called him the eighth wonder of the world
But he had to go and kidnap that girl
I am dreading the reviews, that's for sure
Then he went and found a building to climb
But he was taking his sweet time
The planes had to refuel or they can't fly
And the only thing that died was his career
Like when Al Jolson climbed the Chrysler
Now, he's eating his new bride's father
Gonna take a trip to Ape Island
Try to catch an ape that's really big
Wish we were going to Candy Apple Island
They've still got apes but they're just not so big
Gonna take a trip to Ape Island
Gonna take a trip to Ape Island
Gonna take a trip to Ape Island
Wish we were going to Candy Apple Island
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Maggie got her first tooth in but it looks like a fang
Hibbert is prescribing fire just like for everything
Homer's getting really mad because it turns out Kang is Maggie's dad
And now they've got to find a way to try to figure it out
Kang took Marge on board his ship and he shot her with a ray
Told her she's a super girl and said he'd call her someday
Nine months later Maggie arrived and Homer never even realized
Till she was walking on the ceiling then he finally figured it out
Yeah yeah, Maggie lost her baby legs
Yeah, they're saying she's an alien
Yeah yeah, Maggie lost her baby legs
They're going on the Springer show, they're gonna figure it out
They're gonna figure it out
They're gonna figure it out
The day had finally arrived, they got their time on the show
Till Kang destroyed the audience 'cause someone said he was gross
Springer said his final word, it doesn't seem like anybody heard
And now he's dead and they still haven't even figured it out
Yeah yeah, Maggie lost her baby legs
Yeah, they're saying she's an alien
Yeah yeah, Maggie lost her baby legs
Yeah yeah, Maggie lost her baby legs
Yeah, they're saying she's an alien
Yeah yeah, Maggie lost her baby legs
So they went on the Springer show, still couldn't figure it out
And don't forget Ken Starr
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5. |
The Dolphin King
02:19
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The dolphin tank was packed with people frolicking
Lisa tried to help out poor Snorky
She set him free to be with his friends
But now he's plotting his sweet revenge
Snorky talk, Snorky talk
Let me start over, Snorky talk
Snorky talk, Snorky talk
Let me start over, Snorky talk, man
Lenny's got his alcohol for night swimming
Attacked by dolphins, clowns of the sea
Bottle nose bruises, blowhole burning
Looks like the work of rowdy teens
Snorky talk, Snorky talk
Let me start over, Snorky talk
Snorky talk, Snorky talk
Let me start over, Snorky talk, man
Snorky was forced to do tricks like a common seal
Upon the podium, his plan is revealed
He's banished mankind to the sea
This is the night of the Dolphin King
Snorky talk, Snorky talk
Let me start over, Snorky talk
Snorky talk, Snorky talk
Let me start over, Snorky talk, man
Snorky talk
Snorky talk
Snorky talk
Man!
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6. |
Lousy Smarch Weather
02:36
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On the thirteenth day of the thirteenth month
In the lousy Smarch weather, we were discussing lunch
Don't want two spaghetti meals in one day
Willie waited to speak, but burst into flames
With skeleton power, he'll strike in our kids' dreams
Recharge extinguishers, we voted nay
Do not touch Willie, good advice
Do not touch Willie, good advice
From the furnace room you can hear faint bagpipes
Do not touch Willie, good advice
Nothing mysterious about this disappearance
In your dreams, Willie's glad to rake your acquaintance
This bizarre cover up should make you feel safe
Martin put his head down when his test was done
He's mastered a dead tongue, can't handle a live one
Willie buffed Nelson, clipped Lisa, Bart got raked
Do not touch Willie, good advice
Do not touch Willie, good advice
From the furnace room you can hear faint bagpipes
Do not touch Willie, that's good advice
In the sinky sand, making one last stand
No compost mortem if all goes as planned
Lisa tried to stay awake but it's no use
In this tale of revenge from beyond the grave
Now that Lisa's asleep, how can Bart be saved
Maggie's pacifier to the rescue
Do not touch Willie, good advice
Do not touch Willie, good advice
From the furnace room you can hear faint bagpipes
Do not touch Willie, that's good advice
Do not touch Willie, good advice
Do not touch Willie, good advice
From the furnace room you can hear faint bagpipes
Do not touch Willie, that's good advice!
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No stupid fish taking the bait
Down comes the claw, it pulls me away
On board the ship, no anal probe
Take us to your leader, but I didn’t know
They chose the wrong time to invade
It was almost election day
Now we’ll have to vote for Kodos or Kang
Your third party votes, you throw them away
Ol’ Bob Dole, no one knows your plan
You’ve got everybody worried holding Clinton’s hand
Oh, Kodos, when your spaceship lands
You’ve got everybody running from that club in your hand
President Kang has us building a ray
An alien world, we’ll blow it away
Don’t look at me, I told you so
When I cast my vote, I voted for Kodos
Ol’ Bob Dole, no one knows your plan
You’ve got everybody worried holding Clinton’s hand
Oh, Kodos, when your spaceship lands
You’ve got everybody running from that club in your hand
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