The Simpsons - The Monorail Song lyrics

rate me

I heard those things are awfully loud

They ride as softly as a cloud

Is there a chance the track may bend??

Not on your life, my Hindu friend

What about us brain dead slobs?

You'll be given cushy jobs

Where you sent here by the devil?

No good man I'm on the level

The ring broke off my pudding can

Take my pen knife my good man

I say its Spiringfeild's only choice

Throw up your hands and raise your voice

MONORAIL!! MONORAIL!! MONORAIL!

But Mainstreet's still all cracked and broken!

Sorry, mom, the mob has spoken!

MONORAIL! MONORAIL! MONORAIL!

Mono- DOH