Тексты песен «Simpsons»

Spread yellow gunk on my pancake heart. A beautiful girl in my grocery cart. I paid for her dreams, she taught me to cry. I had watery nights, it rained from my eyes. I can't believe you're not mine.. I can't believe...

Max Power! He's the man, Whose name you'd love to touch! But you mustn't touch. His name sounds good in your ear, but when you say it, you mustn't fear! Cuz his name can be said by...

Doctors threw a party at the looney bin, Gtta be crazy if you wanna get in, Napolean is playing his imaginary sax, The dance foor is filling up with maniacs Lets rock, do the mental house Lets rock, do the mental house...

Lisa: We have our own suggestions for the new nanny. Would you like to hear them? Homer: You have my full, undivided attention. *Turkey in the straw plays* *Homer hums to it* Marge: Well, I'd like to hear your...

Lisa: I've got a bratty brother, Who bugs me every day. This morning my old mother, Gave my last cupcake away. My dad he acts like, Like he belongs in the zoo. I'm the...

Well, sir, there's nothing on earth Like a genuine, Bona fide, Electrified, Six-car Monorail! ... What'd I say? Monorail! What's it called? Monorail! That's right! Monorail! I hear those things are awfully...

Hens love Roosters, Geese love Ganders, Everyone else loves Ned Flanders! Spoken Homer: Not me! Everyone who counts loves Ned Flanders! Spoken Ned: KNock that off you two it's time for church! Todd:...

(sung to tune of "O Christmas Tree") O Cannibals O Cannibals What shall you eat for Christmas O Cannibals O Cannibals What shall you eat for Christmas Dear Auntie stuffed would be devine But then on what swould Auntie...

Remember the stars, you loved yesterday? Where did they go? Did they all pass away? Was it drugs or a car crush, or a face lift gone wrong? No they're right here in Branson and they're singing, this song! My name is...

Long before the Superdome Where the Saints of football play... Lived a city that the damned call home Hear their hellish rondelet... New Orleans! Home of pirates, drunks and whores New Orleans! Tacky overpriced souvenir...

I am just a paper-boy No romance do I seek I just wanted forty cents For my deliveries last week Will this bewitching floozy, Seduce this humble newsy, Oh what's a paperboy to.... Dooooooooooooo......

Itchy: Look, Scratchy, it's our new friend, Poochie. Scratchy: What's that name again? I forgot. Poochie: The name's Poochie D. And I rock the telly. I'm half Joe Camel and a third Fonzarelli. I'm the kung-fu hippie...

Poppa, can you hear me? Poppa, can you see me? Poppa, can you help me not be frightened..? Looking at the skies, I seem to see a million eyes, which ones are...

Come gather round children its high time ye learns about a hero named homer and the devil named burns Well march till we drop, the girls and the fellas well march till we drop or fold like umbrellas So we will march...

Back Hail, hail, Rock and Roll. & Long live Rock and Roll. Bart: Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll. Hail, hail, Rock and Roll. Buster: Up in the morning and out to school, The teacher is teaching the...

Murphy: Oh, I'm so lonely, Since my baby left me. I got no money, And nothing is free. Oh, I've been so alone Since the day I was born. All I got is this rusty, This rusty old horn. Lisa: I got a bratty brother. He bugs...

Some men hunt for sport Others hunt for food But the only thing I'm hunting for Is an outfit that looks good See my vest! See my vest! Made from real gorilla chest See this sweater, There's no better Than authentic...

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...

Wounds won't last long But and insulting song Burns will always carry with him. So I'll settle my score On the salsa floor With this vengeful latin rhythm! Burns! Con el corazon de perro Senor Burns! El diablo con...

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 laid unconscious on the bar-room tile We're talkin' softball...