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Homer: Boy, the way the Bee Gee's played Marge: Movies John Travolta made Homer: Guessing how much Elvis weighed Homer & Marge: Those were the days! Marge: And you knew where you were then Homer: Watching shows like "Gentle Ben" Homer & Marge: Mister, we could use a man like Sheriff Lobo again! Homer: "Disco Duck" and Fleetwood Mac Marge: Coming out of my eight-track Homer & Marge: Michael Jackson still was black, those were the days!
Clint et un homme: Gonna paint our wagon, Gonna paint it good, We ain't braggin', We're gonna coat the wood. Tous: They're gonna paint their wagon, gonna paint it good, they ain't braggin', they're gonna coat the wood. [...] Lee: I'm gonna paint this wagon, I'm gonna paint it fine, I'm going to use oil-based paint because this wood is pine. Une femme: Ponderosa Pine!
Homer: You could close down Moe's, or the Kwik-E-Mart, and nobody would care But the heart and soul of Springfield's in our Maison Derriere... Belle: We're the sauce on your steak, we're cheese in your cake We put the spring in Springfield Danceuse #1: We're the lace on the nightgown Danceuse #2: The point after touchdown Belle & les Danceuses: Yes, we put the spring in Springfield Belle: We're that little extra spice that makes existence extra-nice A giddy little thrill At a reasonable price! Reverend Lovejoy: Our only major quarrel's with your total lack of morals Danceuse #1: Our skimpy costumes ain't so bad! Danceuse #2: They seem to entertain your dad! Belle & les Danceuses: The gin in your martini, the clams on your linguine Yes we keep the spring sound effect in Springfield! Wiggum, Krusty & Skinner: We remember our first visit Maire Quimby: The service was exquisite! Mrs. Quimby: Why, Joseph, I had no idea! Maire Quimby: Come on now, you were working here! Abraham & Jasper: Without it we'd have had no fun since the March of 1961! Bart: To shut it down now would be twisted Jimbo, Dolph & Kearney: We just heard this place existed! Danceuses: We're the highlights in your hairdo Apu: The extra arms on Vishnu! Danceuses: So don't take the spring sound effect Les Hommes: We won't take the spring sound effect Tous ensemble: Yes, let's keep the spring sound effect in Springfield!
Lisa: If you wish to be our sitter Please be sweet and never bitter Help us with math and book reports Bart: Might I add, eat my shorts! Lisa: Bart! Bart: Just cuttin' through the treacle Lisa: If Maggie's fussy, don't avoid her Bart: Let me get away with moider Lisa: Teach us songs and magic tricks Homer: Might I add - no fat chicks! Marge: Homer! Lisa: The nanny we want is kindly and sage Homer: And one who will work for minimum wage! Lisa: Hurry nanny, things are grim- Abraham: I'll do it! Bart & Lisa: Anyone but him
Shary Bobbins: If there’s a task that must be done Don’t turn your tail and run! Don’t pout! Don’t sob! Just do a half-assed job! If you cut every corner It is really not so bad Everybody does it Even Mum and Dad If nobody sees it, then nobody gets mad! Bart: It’s the American way! Shary Bobbins: The policeman on the beat needs some time to rest his feet Wiggum: Fighting crime is not my cup of tea! Shary Bobbins: And the clerk who runs the store can charge a little more for meat! Apu: For meat! Shary Bobbins: And milk! Apu: And milk! Shary Bobbins & Apu: From 1984! Shary Bobbins & les Simpson: It's the American way!
Shary Bobbins: In front of a tavern, flat on his face A boozehound named Barney is pleading his case... Barney: Buy me beer, two bucks a glass Come on, help me - I'm freezing my ass Buy me brandy A snifter of wine Who am I kidding? I'll drink turpentine Moe: Move it ya drunk or I'll blast your rear end! Barney: I found two bucks Moe: Then come in, my friend Shary Bobbins: And so let us leave on this heartwarming scene Bart: Can I be a boozehound? Homer: Not till you're fifteen
Homer: Around the house, I never lift a finger As a husband and father I'm sub-par I'd rather drink a beer Than win Father of the Year I'm happy with things the way they are Lisa: I'm getting used to never getting noticed Bart: I'm stuck here till I can steal a car Marge: The house is still a mess, and I'm going bald from stress- Marge, Bart & Lisa: But we're happy just the way we are! Ned Flanders: They're not perfect, but the Lord says love they neighbour- Homer: Shut up, Flanders Ned Flanders: Okely-dokely-do Shary Bobbins: Don't think it's sour grapes but you're all a bunch of apes And so I must be leaving you!
I slugged some jerk in Tahoe They gave me one to three My high-priced lawyer sprung me on a tech-ni-cal-i-ty I'm just visiting Springfield Prison I get to sleep at home tonight
Simpson! Homer Simpson! He's the greatest guy in history From the..... town of Springfield He's about to hit a chestnut tree
Under the sea Under the sea There'll be no accusations Just friendly crustaceans Under the sea!
Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Burnsie Happy Birthday to you
It's the first annual Montgomery Burns Award for... Outstanding achievement in... The field of... Excellence!
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 From gangsta city I'm a rappin' surfer You the fool I pity
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 this telly. I'm half Joe Camel and a third Fonzarelli. I'm the kung-fu hippie. From gangsta city. I'm a rappin' surfer. You the fool I pity. Scratchy: Oohh, Poochie is one outrageous dude. Itchy: He's totally in my face
Le Juge: How do you find the defendant? Jury Foreman: He's guilty of mayhem, exposure indecent. Juriste #1: Freaked-out behavior both chronic and recent. Jury: Drinking and driving, narcotics possession. Juriste #2: And that's just page one of his ten page confession! Le Juge: I should put you away where you can't kill or maim us, but this LA and your rich and famous! La jeune célébrité: I'm checkin' in! Les médecins et les patients: He's checkin' in! La jeune célébrité: I'm checkin' in! Les médecins et les patients: Checkin', checkin' in! La jeune célébrité: No more pills or alcohol, no more pot or Demorol, no more stinking fun at all! I'm checkin' in! Les médecins et les patients: He's checkin' in! He's checkin' in! Les Médecins: No more looking pale and thin, no more bugs beneath your skin! La jeune célébrité: Hey, that's just my aspirin! Les médecins et les patients: Chuck it out! You're checkin' in!
Without a Mayor Quimby, our town would really stink, We wouldn't have a tire yard, or a mid-size roller rink. We wouldn't have our gallows, or our shiny Bigfoot trap, It's not the mayor's fault that the stadium collapsed!
Homer: Who can take your trash out? Stomp it down for you? Shake the plastic bag and do the twisty thingie too? The garbageman! Les éboueurs: Oh, the garbageman can! The garbageman can, and he does it with a smile and never judges you. Marge: Who can take this diaper? Les éboueurs: I don't mind at all. Wiggum: Who can clean me up before the big policeman's ball? The garbageman! Les éboueurs: Yes the garbageman can! U2: The sanitation folks are jolly, friendly blokes, courteous and easygoing! The Edge: They mop up when your overflowing! Bono: And tell you when your ass is showing! Apu: Who can... Tahiti Mel: Who can... Ned Flanders: Who can... Oscar: Who can... Homer: The garbageman can! Lisa and Bart: 'Cause he's Homer Simpson, man! Tous ensemble: He cleans the world up for you!
Can you name the truck with four-wheel drive Smells like a steak, and seats thrity-five? Canyonero! Canyonero! Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down It's the country-fried truck endorsed by a clown Canyonero! Canyonero! Hey, hey! Twelve yards long, two lanes wide Sixty-five tons of American pride! Canyonero! Canyonero! Top of the line in utility sports Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts! Canyonero! Canyonero! She blinds everybody with her super high-beams She's a squirrel-squashin', deer-smackin' drivin' machine Canyonero! Canyonero! Canyonero! Whoa, Canyonero! Whoa!
Coeur: Hens love roosters Geese love ganders Everyone else loves Ned Flanders Homer: Not me Coeur: Everyone who counts loves Ned Flanders
While shopping for some cans An old man passed away He floated up toward Heaven But got lost along the way Now he's the love-matic Grampa! The wise Socratic Grampa! And he'll fill our hearts with looooooove!
It's that team of Jebediah Springfield Whip those horses, let that wagon roll That a people might embiggen America That a man might embiggen his soul, his soul, his souuuul!
I'm Mr Plow And I'm here to say I'm the plowingest guy in the USA I got a big plow And I move a lot of things Just like your cow If you have one
When the snow starts falling Theres a man you should be calling That's kel-54796 Let it ring! Mr. Plow is a loser And I think he's a boozer So you better make that call to the plow king!
Hail to thee Kamp Krusty By the shores of Big Snake Lake. Though your swings are rusty, We know they'll never break. From your gleaming mess hall, To your hollowed baseball field, To your spic and span infirmary, Where all our wounds are healed. We will always love Kamp Krusty, A registered trademark of the Krusty Corporation. All rights reserved.
Come gather 'round children It's high time ye learns About a hero named Homer And a devil named Burns We'll march 'til we drop The girls and the fellas We'll fight 'til the death Or else fold like umbrellas So, we'll march day and night By the big cooling tower They have the plant, but we have the power
Some folks'll never eat a skunk But then again some folks'll Like Cletus, the Slack-Jawed Yokel
Skinner with his crazy explanations The superintendent's gonna need his medication When he hears Skinner's lame exaggerations There'll be trouble in town, tonight!
We are the mediocre presidents! You won't find our faces on dollars or cents! There's Taylor, there's Tyler, there's Filmore and there's Hayes! There's William Henry Harrison, "I died in thirty days!" We are the adequate, forgettable Occasionally regrettable caretaker presidents of the U.S.A.!
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 Talkin' softball Mattingly and Canseco Ken Griffey's grotesquely swollen jaw Steve Sax and his run-in with the law We're talkin' Homer... Ozzie, and the Straw We're talkin' softball From Maine to San Diego Talkin' softball Mattingly and Canseco Ken Girffey's grotesquely swollen jaw Steve Sax and his run-in with the law We're talkin Homer... Ozzie, and the Straw
The rules that constrain other men, mean nothing to McBain. The punches that bring pain to other men, mean nothing to McBain. McBain! McBain! McBain!
Gabbo: You're gonna like You're gonna love me! 'Cause I can do most anything I can do the hully gully! I can imitate Vin Scully! Let's take time out from this triple-play to talk about Farmer Dan's pure pork sausages. Mmm, mmm! I'll give out shiny dimes! I can travel back in time! Soldats: You're gonna like him! Bolsheviks: You're gonna love him! Tous: It's the greatest show in toooooowwn!! Gabbo!
Can I borrow a feeling? Could you lend me a jar of love? Hurtin' hearts need some healin' Take my hand with your jar of love
Happy Birthday Mister Smithers Enregistrer au capitol Studios, The Fox Newman Scoring Stage, Ground Control Studio, O'Henry Sound Studios, Sony Scoring Stage et The Village Recorder Ingénieur: Robert Vofgien Directeurs Artistique: Hugh Brown et Peter Alexander © 1999 Twentieth Century Fox Corporation. Cet album est dédié à la mémoire de Phil HARTMAN |
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