Thing-Fish - The Massive Improve'lence
Thing-Fish
The Massive Improve'lence
21 listopad 1984, 5:07 min.
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Steve Vai (kytara)
Ray White (kytara, zpěv)
Tommy Mars (klávesy)
Chuck Wild (piano)
Arthur Barrow (basa)
Scott Thunes (basa)
Jay Anderson (string basa)
Ed Mann (perkuse)
Chad Wackerman (bicí)
Ike Willis (zpěv)
Terry Bozzio (zpěv)
Dale Bozzio (zpěv)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (zpěv)
Bob Harris (zpěv)
Johnny "kytara" Watson (zpěv)
THING-FISH: (to the rubber girl)
Hmmm! Dat quite a massive improve'lence, dahlin'!
Jes' a few moments ago you was well on yo' way to
bein' severely ugly! Now, thoo de magik o' stagekraff,
de blubulence of yo' blobulence done reciprocated
to a respectumal reclusium! Yow!
SCIENCE!
(to HARRY & RHONDA)
Ef y'all don't minds me sayin' so, I b'lieves
it's 'bout time fo yo pathetical miniaturized
replicas to FALL IN LOVE! After all...dis lil'
sucker already been fulla glue, homo-sectional
extru- siums, 'n ARMY FOOD...nothin' left fo' him
to do, 'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker
over heahhh!
'Membuh, we's on BROADWAY! Muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' HEART, a lil' SOUL...'n some TITTY TOO, ef dey can git it, so, les' get y'all in positium heah, 'n get dis silly business over wit! Y'all's takin' too goddam long to GROW UP IN ERMERICA!
HARRY-AS-A-BOY:
I suppose you're right, Mr. THING-FISH, but
you'll have to admit...this is a rather awkward
situation!
HARRY:
That's right! Stage-craft is one thing, but this
is ridiculous! Where did that stimulating little
replica come from anyway?
RHONDA:
That's a GOOD QUESTION, HARRY! Don't let him
wiggle out of it! Hound him mercifullessly until
you receive a suitable answer!
HARRY:
Now, just hold yourself in abeyance, RHONDA! I'll
handle this! Look here, 'Mr. POTATO-HEAD', what's
the meaning of all this? Do you realize what
you're asking my REPLICA to do? Do you expect him
to literally FALL IN LOVE in front of all these
people...with that artificial RHONDA over there?
THING-FISH:
Do de Pope shit in de woods?
HARRY:
Now, just hold on there, buddy! Let's be serious!
The toilet training of exalted religious
personalities is not our primary topic of discussion!
RHONDA:
HARRY, that's wonderful! The way you're just
rearing up on your hind legs like that! That's
terrific! So what if you suck a little cock every
once in a while! That's TERRIFIC!
THING-FISH: (to HARRY)
Look heahhh, sweetheart, they's somethin' fishy
gwine on...all I's wantin' to do is get de romantic
in'trust out de way so we can git back to
de EVIL PRINCE, 'n see what de fuck we gone do
'bouts HIM! De way you's givin' me de lip, lead
me to infer a subterior motivatium!
HARRY: (singing)
I WANT A NUN!
I WANT A NUN!
I WANT A BURRO,
IN THE FROSTY LIGHT!
THING-FISH:
You want a NUN? De boy want a NUN? What de fuck
kinda NUN you want?
HARRY: (singing)
I CAN'T SEEM TO MAKE UP MY MIND!
SOMETHING ABOUT MAMMYS
SEEMS SO SUBLIME...
THAT'S THE BROADWAY WORD
USED WHEN THEY RHYME
A SONG ABOUT LOVE!
THING-FISH:
But, on BROADWAY, it's a NEW DAY! Ain'tcha hoid?
Yo' unrequired desirin's be mo' suited to de
ZOMBY-FOLK up in de EVIL PRINCE'S lab-mo-to-rium!
HARRY: (whimpering)
Don't make fun of me...PLEASE! I know I'm not the
most desirable kind of fellow a 'MAMMY NUN' could
choose for intimate companionship...but...but...
gosh-darn-it, I'd TRY...I'd REALLY TRY to make
you HAPPY!
RHONDA:
HARRY...you are...a worm...a disgusting WORM! YOU
WORMMMMMM! You are nothing but a WORMMMMMMMMMMMM!
THING-FISH:
Boy obviously got hisseff a provlum! Would y'all
like to use my nakkin' one mo' time?
HARRY:
Oh, YES! YES! Give me...your...how do you say it?
'NAY'KIN'? Oh!
HARRY-AS-A-BOY:
I think this is going too far, Mr. THING-FISH! I
haven't even had a chance to fall in love, or to
grow to maturity yet! The ARTIFICIAL RHONDA is
pining away for my wholesome companionship, just
over there! This isn't right! You're letting
everything get all out of sequence!
THING-FISH:
Whoa! I gots yo' 'SEQUENCE' hangin', boy! Get
outs de way! Cain't y'see dat de mizzable
cock-sucker you ultimately gwine become done fell
in love wit' a 'MAMMY NUN'! Awright, which one
idit, sweetheart?
HARRY:
I...I...can't seem to make up my mind...you're
all so...MASTERFUL! So SENSUOUS...you're so
INCREDIBLY TALENTED!
RHONDA:
...a wor-r-r-r-r-mmmmmmmmmm! You are a FUCKING
WOR-R-R-R-R-R-R-MMMMMMMMM!
THING-FISH:
Makes up yo' mind, dahlin'! We ain't gots all
night heahhh! Intromissium be comin' up putty
quick! Folks be headin' on out to de lobby fo'
dem MASH POTATOES we tole 'em 'bout earlier!
HARRY-AS-A-BOY:
I insist on FALLING IN LOVE, right now, this very
moment, and I don't care what you do with HIM...
THING-FISH:
Go 'head on den...go git yo' deflateable bitch
ovuh deah! Judgin' fum all de fuss, you ain't in
much better shape den de large economy size been
clutchin' at my nakkin!
We gots a love song (jes' yo' type), bridgin' de conceptiumal gap between what you IS, what you THINK you is, what WE think you is, what you is GONNA BE, 'n also what yo' rubberized madonna be somewhat remindin' me of!
SISTER OB'DEWLLA 'X', gather de mo' sensitive MAMMYS together fo' harmonicizatiumal purposes, while de ones with de M.B.A.'s hit de lobby 'n sell some shit, 'fo de customers over-run yo' ass! Meanwhile, lil' guy, go get yo' rubber girl 'n esspress yo-seff!
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