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Lisa: You like musicals don't you dad?
Homer: No, I don't, I think they're bad
They're fake and phony and totally wrong
Bart: Wake up dad, you're singing a song
Homer: I wouldn't, I couldn't, I hate that stuff
Marge: Now Homer, listen, I've had enough
In our family videos we have clearly seen
you're a singing, dancing, entertainment machine.

Homer: Born under a bad sign,
Been down since I began to crawl.
If it wasn't for bad luck,
You know, I wouldn't have no luck at all.

Hard luck and trouble,
Been my only friend.
I been on my own,

Bart:
Yo! Hey what's happening dude?
I'm a guy with a rep for bein' rude.
Terrorizin' people wherever I go,
It's not intentional, just keepin' the flow.
Fixin' test scores to get the best scores,
Droppin' banana peels all over the floor,
I'm the kid that made delinquency an art,

Everybody in the USA
hates their stupid neighbor.
He's Flanders and he's really, really, lame!
Flanders tried to wreck my song,
his views on birth control are wrong.
I hate his guts and Flanders is his name.
F-L-A-N-R-D-S, he's the man that I hate best.
I'd like to see his house go up in flames!

When the weight of the world has got you down
And you want to end your life,
Bills to pay, a dead-end job,
And problems with the wife.
But don't throw in the towel,
'Cuz there's a place right down the block...
Where you can drink your misery away...
At Flaming Moe's.... (Let's all go to Flaming Moe's...)

Singer: Well, hello there! My, it's been a long, long time.
How'm I doin'? Well, I guess that I'm doin' fine.
Homer: It's been so long now, and it seems that it was only yesterday...
Singer & Homer: Ain't it funny how time slips away?
Homer: How's your new love? I hope that he's doin' fine.
I heard you told him that you'd love him 'til the end of time.
Singer: Now that's the same thing that you told me, seems like just the other day.
Singer & Homer: Ain't it funny how time slips away?

In the house next door to Flanders
There's a devil boy named Bart
Fatso's lost his catso
And the girl has a great big heart
The curtains all have corncobs
There's a sailboat on the wall.
There's Selma and a Patty,
and a grampa who is batty,

Michael Jackson: Lisa, it's your birthday
God bless you this day
You gave me the gift of a little sister
And I'm proud of you today.

Michael and Bart: Lisa, it's your birthday
Happy birthday, Lisa
Lisa, it's your birthday

All: Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
Had a very shiny nose,
And if you ever saw it,
You would even say it glows.
Bart: Like a light bulb!
Homer: Bart!
All: All of the other reindeer,
Used to laugh and call him names.

Politically Incorrect:

Pain is Brown.
Hate is White.
Love is Black.
Stab the night.
Kingdom of Glum.
Closet of hurt.

Scorpio!
He'll sting you with his dreams of power and wealth.
Beware of Scorpio!

His twisted twin obsessions are his plot to rule the world,
And his employees' health.
He'll welcome you into his lair,
Like the nobleman welcomes his guest.

Senor Burns

Wounds won't last long, but an insulting song
Burns will always carry with him.
So I'll settle my score, on the salsa floor
with this vengeful Latin rhythm.
Burns! Conelcorazon de perro!
Senor Burns! El diablo con dinero!

Lisa & Our life is so confusing,
Bart: No reason and no rhyme.
We've got this funny feeling,
Getting old before our time.
Gimme what ya got,
Gimme what ya got,
I know what ya got,
Gimme what ya got.

Видишь ли ты как в рассветных лучах...

А теперь, кое что из моего нового альбома.
Со мной проблемно всё, отвали!
Ведь со мной одни проблемы, думаешь что главный?
А на самом деле левый!

-Бак какого это когда твоя жена, заводит урода вроде меня? Странно, наверно. Хах.

Полюбился парень мне, мы живем в одной большой стране.
Где правят… секс и брак!
Только секс и брак
Правят секс и брак
-Мне вдруг захотелось дать ей пять долларов
-Хватит! Мы уходим!

Well Mr. Burns had done it,
The power plant had won it,
With Roger Clemens clucking all the while,
Mike Scioscia's tragic illness made us smile,
While Wade Boggs lay unconscious on the barroom tile...

We're talkin' softball...
From Maine to San Diego.

Bart:
Dad, I'm really glad you're still alive.
Homer:
Yeah, it's every parent's dream to outlive their children. Good night, son.
(Homer turns off the light, closes the door, but then Sideshow Bob appears.)
Sideshow Bob:
Hello, Bart.
(Bart screams and then searches for the buzzer.)

You could close down Moe's or the Kwik-e-mart,
and nobody would care.
But the heart and soul of Springfield's is
our maison-derriere.

We're the sauce on your steak,We're the cheese in your cake.
We put the spring in springfield.
We're the lace on the night gown, the point after touchdown,